Henry found Anthony Luttrell sitting on the stone bench and so of his surroundings that it needed a hand on his shoulder to rouse him. Then he said :  
“Oh, you’re back.”
 
“Rouse up a bit, Tony. It might have been Mr. Jeffrey Ember, you know. He was in the passages last night, and, for all I know, he may be there every night. I came back to say that I shan’t be down to-morrow. Make our appointment Sunday night instead.”
 
“I want to be out of this by then,” said Anthony. “I’ll go sick if there’s no other way. Stay here another forty-eight hours I cannot, and will not. I tell you I can’t answer for myself.”
 
Henry gave an inward . Jane had evidently been right. They had not made it up.
 
“You’ve seen Raymond. I saw her pass.”
 
“I’ve seen ... Lady Heritage. Henry, will you tell me what the devil women are made of? She seemed to expect to take things up exactly as if the last seven years had never been at all, exactly as if there had been no , no war, no John Heritage, and no Jeffrey Ember. Oh, damn Jeffrey Ember!...”
 
 
“And I suppose you stood there and fired off remarks at the poor girl, instead of thanking heaven for your luck. What’s the good of brooding over the past, Tony, and letting it spoil everything for you now? Raymond cares a heap more for you than you deserve, and if she’s got into a mess, it’s up to you to get her out of it. After all, you don’t want a scandal, do you?”
 
“I’ve got to get away. It’s no good, Henry.”
 
“I’ll give Piggy your letter,” Henry went on, “and tell him how you feel. He’ll recall you all right. But I know he’s very strong on your coming to life again. You ought to have done it ages ago; when you came back from Russia, in fact. Look here, Tony, be a reasonable being. Shave off your beard, and take the colour off that scar. Turn up in London as yourself, and wire Raymond to come up and meet you. I want her got away from here.”
 
“Then get Piggy to wire to her, or her father. There are a dozen ways in which it can be done. I refuse quite definitely to have anything to do with it. If Piggy hasn’t recalled me by Monday, I shall simply go. You can tell him that, if you like; and you can tell him that I shall probably kill some one if I stay here.”
 
Without another word he got up, walked round the seat, and disappeared into the passage.
 
A little later Henry emerged from a cave upon the seashore. There were a number of these caves, some large, some small, under the far side of the headland.
 
The boundary of Luttrell Marches lay a quarter of a mile behind.
 
 
Henry walked briskly along the shore, keeping close to the cliff so that he might walk on rock instead of . Presently he left the beach and climbed a steep path. Twenty minutes’ walk brought him to a small inn where he picked up his car and drove away.
 
Next day in Sir Julian’s room he unburdened himself and delivered Anthony’s letter.
 
“’M, yes; I’ll recall him,” said Piggy frowning. “He’s no good where he is, if that’s his frame of mind. But it’s a pity—a pity. It bears out exactly what I’ve always said. He has extraordinary abilities; I suppose he might have made a brilliant success in almost any profession, but he’s impayable.... I don’t t............