At last Mensmore halted. There was no one in front, and he turned to look if the terrace were clear behind him. He caught sight of Bruce, but did not recognize him, and leant against a low wall, ostensibly to gaze at the sea until the other had passed. Claude came up to him and cried cheerily: "Hello! Is that you, Mr. Mensmore? Isn't it a lovely night?" Mensmore, startled at being thus unexpectedly addressed by name, wheeled about, stared at the new-comer, and said, very stiffly: "Yes; but I felt rather seedy in the Casino, so I came here to be alone." "Of course," answered the barrister. "You look a little out of sorts. Perhaps got a chill, eh? It is dangerous weather here, particularly on these heavenly evenings. Come back with me to the hotel, and have a stiff brandy and soda. It will brace you up." Mensmore flushed a little at this persistence. "I tell you," he growled, "that I only require to be left in peace, and I shall soon recover from my indisposition. I am awfully obliged to you, but--" "But you wish me to walk on and mind my own business?" "Not exactly that, old chap. Please don't think me rude. I am very sorry, but I _can't_ talk much to-night." "So I understand. That is why I think it is best for you to have company, even such disagreeable companionship as my own." "Confound it, man," cried the other, now thoroughly irritated; "tell me which way you are going and I will take the other. Why on earth cannot you take a polite hint, and leave me to myself?" "It is precisely because I am good at taking a hint that I positively refuse to leave you until you are safely landed at your hotel. Indeed, I may stick to you then for some hours." "The devil take you! What do you mean?" "Exactly what I say." "If you don't quit this instant I will punch your head for you." "Ah! You are recovering already. But before you start active exercise take your overcoat off. That revolver in the breast pocket might go off accidentally, you know. Besides, as I shall hit back, I might fetch my knuckles against it, and that would be hardly fair. Otherwise, I can do as much in the punching line as you can, any day." This reply utterly disconcerted Mensmore. "Look here," he said, avoiding Bruce's steadfast gaze, "what are you talking about? What has it got to do with you, anyhow?" "Oh, a great deal. My business principally consists in looking after other people's affairs. Just now it is my definite intention to prevent you from blowing out your brains, or what passes for them." "Then all I can say is that I wish you were in Jericho. It is your own fault if you get into trouble over this matter. Had you gone about your business I would have waited. As it is--"