Makeweight."
He began to laugh again and Dunn laughed, too, for while he was not
sure what it was that amused Deede Dawson, there were certain
aspects of all this that bore for him a very curious and ironic
humour.
"All right," he said. "You bring me face to face with Rupert
Dunsmore and you won't have to grumble about the result, for I
swear only one of us will go away alive. But how are you going to
do it?"
"I've my plan, and it's simple enough," answered Deede Dawson.
"Though I can tell you it took some working out. But the simplest
problem is always the best, whether in life or in chess." Again he
indulged in a low and guarded outburst of his thin, mirthless
laughter before he continued: "I suppose you know Rupert Dunsmore
is one of those restless people who are never content except when
wandering about in some out of the way place or another, as often
as not no one having the least idea of his whereabouts. Then he
turns up unexpectedly, only to disappear again when the whim takes
him. Lately he has been away on one of these trips, but I happen
to know he is coming back almost at once--what's the matter?"
"I was only wondering how you knew that," answered Dunn, who had
given a sudden start.
"Oh, I know, never mind how," Deede Dawson said. "I know that
tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock he will be waiting by the side
of Brook Bourne Spring in Ottom's Wood, near General Dunsmore's
place.
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