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possibility of your getting down? You’ve still got the car, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Are the roads bad after the rain?”

“Not too good, but I think I can manage it. Did she ask you to ring me?”

“No, but I thought I’d let you know, in case she couldn’t get through to you.”

“Thanks—it’s very good of you.”

Again there was another pause.

“Ought I to call and see you first?”

“I don’t think so. If you go straight to the Imperial, you’ll find her there.”

“Can you tell me—anything?”

“No, I don’t know any more than you do.”

“Shall I let her know you rang up?”

“If you like. She won’t think it officious of me I’m sure.”

“No, of course not. Very good of you. Saves her the trouble. She’s probably been trying to get me.”

“Yes. You’ll come?”

“I’ll start right away. With the roads as they are I’m afraid I can’t get down till after ten.”

“I don’t think that will matter. The tide for the beaches isn’t very good. I looked it up in the paper.”

“Thanks. I can come by the inland track if the beach road isn’t possible.”

“It’s high tide at eleven.”

“Oh, that’ll be all right then, unless I’m held up on any of the cuttings.”

“It’s quite safe, coming down alone like this at night?”

“Oh, quite—there’s a moon, and the weather’s clearing.”