y all looked at her in surprise.

"Gone?" Sir Henry repeated. "What, back to the hotel, do you mean?"

"His bed has not been slept in," Philippa told them. "He must have
slipped away early this morning, gone to Hill's Garage, hired a car, and
motored to Norwich. From there he went on to London. He has sent word
that he will be back in a few days."

"I hope to God he won't!" Sir Henry muttered.

Philippa swung round upon him.

"What do you mean by that?" she demanded. "Don't you want to thank him
for saving your life?"

"My dear, I certainly do," Sir Henry replied, "but just now--well, I am
a little taken aback. Gone to London, eh? Tore away without warning
in the middle of the night to London! And coming back, too--that's the
strange part of it!"

One would think, from Sir Henry's expression, that he was finding
food for much satisfaction in this recital of Lessingham's sudden
disappearance.

"He is a wonderful fellow, this Lessingham," he added thoughtfully. "He
must have--yes, by God, he must have--In that storm, too!"

"If you could speak coherently, Henry," Philippa observed, "I should
like to say that I am exceedingly anxious to know why Mr. Lessingham has
deserted us so precipitately."

Sir Henry would have taken his wife's arm, but she avoided him. He
shrugged his shoulders and plodded up the steep path by her side.

"The whole question of Lessingham is rather a problem," he said. "Of
course, you and Helen have seen very much more of him than I have. Isn't
it true that people have begun to make curious remarks about him?"

"How did you know that, Henry?" Philippa demanded.

"Well, one hears things," he replied. "I should gather, from what I
heard, that his position here had become a little precarious. Hence his
sudden disappearance."

"But he is coming back again," Philippa reminded her husband.

"Perhaps!"

Philippa signified her desire that her husband should remain a little
behind with her. They walked side by side up the gravel path. Philippa
kept her hands clasped behind her.

"To leave the subject of Mr. Lessingham for a time," she began, "I feel
very reluctant to ask for explanations of anything you do, but I must
confess to a certain curiosity as to why I should find you lunching at
the Canton with two very beautiful ladies, a few days ago, when you left
here with Jimmy Dumble to fish for whiting; and also why you return here
on a trawler which belongs to another part of the coast?"