"That's out of my bearings," said Hythe. "It's a case for the military authorities. Anyhow, there's been nothing heard of her for days past, so no doubt she has transferred her activities elsewhere. Personally I have but little faith in the command of the air. So long as we keep command of the sea there's not much to trouble about. But to get back to more personal matters, Dacres, where are you bound for?"  

"Going to pay the governor a visit."  

"But you were shaping a course in the opposite direction when I crossed your bows."  

"The pater has let his house and gone to live somewhere in the New Forest—near Holmsley. It's a matter of three hours' journey, even by express."  

"Why not hire a 'plane? All you've to do is to tube to Richmond and get one from the Metropolitan and Suburban Volo Company. You'd be at Holmsley in three-quarters of an hour."  

Dacres shook his head.  

"Can't run to it, old man," he said gravely. "I haven't any too much shot in the locker at present."  

Hythe's hand was in his pocket in an instant.  

"Don't be offended, Dacres," he said hurriedly, "but if I can let you have——"  

Dacres shook his head.  

"Thanks, old chap," he replied, "I'd rather not."  

"As a loan, then?"  

"No, thanks all the same. It hasn't come to that yet, and I hope it never will. It's awfully good of you, Hythe."  

"Sorry you won't let me show my sympathy in a tangible manner, Dacres. Still, you know my address. If there's anything I can do, don't hesitate to write."  

"I won't, forget," said Dacres. "There are not many old shipmates I would care to look to for a favour, but you are the exception, Hythe. Well, I must be getting under way once more. It's close on quarter to five."  

By a few seconds Dacres caught his train. He travelled first class, for in spite of his dwindling purse he resolved to maintain the dignity of the family. It was one of the few concessions he made to appearances.  

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