There won't be long to wait, for
Rupert Dunsmore will be back from his little excursion before long,
I expect."
He laughed in his mirthless way, and walked off, and Dunn, as he
got the car ready, seemed a good deal preoccupied and a little
worried.
"How can he know that Rupert Dunsmore is coming back?" he said to
himself. "Can he have any way of finding out things I don't know
about? And if he did, how could he know--that? Most likely it's
only a guess to soothe me down, and he doesn't really know anything
at all about it."
After lunch, Allen and Ella appeared together, ready for their
expedition. Ella looked her best in a big motoring coat and a
close-fitting hat, with a long blue veil. Allen was, for almost
the first time since his arrival, shaved, washed and tidy.
He looked indeed as respectable as his sinister and forbidding
countenance would permit, and though Deede Dawson had made him as
smart as possible, he had permitted him to gratify his own florid
taste in adornment, so that his air of prosperity and wealth had
the appearance of being that of some recently-enriched vulgarian
whose association with a motor-car and a well-dressed girl of Ella's
type was probably due to the fact that he had recently purchased
them both out of newly-acquired wealth.
Dunn wore a neat chauffeur's costume, with which, however, his
bearded face did not go too well.
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