"Alfred? Rather. You leave that to me." "Good. Get rid of him and watch out for me and Bill. Don't show yourselves at the windows, but when we drive up, let us in at once. See?" "Yes." "That's all right then. Oh, Bundle, don't let on that you're going up to town. Make some other excuse. Say you're taking Loraine home. How would that do?" "Splendidly. I say, Jimmy, I'm thrilled to the core." "And you might as well make your will before starting." "Better and better. But I wish I knew what it was all about." "You will as soon as we meet. I'll tell you this much. We're going to get ready the hell of a surprise for No. 7!" Bundle hung up the receiver and turned to Loraine, giving her a rapid résumé of the conversation. Loraine rushed upstairs and hurriedly packed her suitcase, and Bundle put her head round her father's door. "I'm taking Loraine home, Father." "Why? I had no idea she was going to-day." "They want her back," said Bundle vaguely. "Just telephoned. Bye-bye." "Here, Bundle, wait a minute. When will you be home?" "Don't know. Expect me when you see me." With this unceremonious exit Bundle rushed upstairs, put a hat on, slipped into her fur coat and was ready to start. She had already ordered the Hispano to be brought round. The journey to London was without adventure, except such as was habitually provided by Bundle's driving. They left the car at a garage and proceeded direct to the Seven Dials Club. The door was opened to them by Alfred. Bundle pushed her way past him without ceremony and Loraine followed. "Shut the door, Alfred," said Bundle. "Now, I've come here especially to do you a good turn. The police are after you." "Oh, my lady!" Alfred turned chalk white. "I've come to warn you because you did me a good turn the other night," went on Bundle rapidly. "There's a warrant out for Mr. Mosgorovsky, and the best thing you can do is to clear out of here as quick as you can. If you're not found here, they won't bother about you. Here's ten pounds to help you get away somewhere." In three minutes' time an incoherent and badly scared Alfred had left 14 Hunstanton Street with only one idea in his head--never to return. "Well, I've managed that all right," said Bundle with satisfaction. "Was it necessary to be so--well, drastic?" Loraine demurred. "It's safer," said Bundle. "I don't know what Jimmy and Bill are up to, but we don't want Alfred coming back in the middle of it and wrecking everything. Hallo, here they are. Well, they haven't wasted much time. Probably watching round the corner to see Alfred leave. Go down and open the door to them, Loraine." Loraine obeyed. Jimmy Thesiger alighted from the driving seat. "You stop there for a moment, Bill," he said. "Blow the horn if you think anyone's watching the place." He ran up the steps and banged the door behind him. He looked pink and elated.