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again so soon. We met in the passage outside Mr Gordon Chetwynd's door - if you remember?'
    'No objections at all,' said Sir Stafford Nye.
    He pushed a cigarette-box along the table.
    'Sit down. Something forgotten, something left unsaid?'
    'Very nice man, Mr Chetwynd,' said Horsham. 'We've got him quietened down, I think. He and Colonel Munro. They're a bit upset about it all, you know. About you, I mean.'
    'Really?'
    Sir Stafford Nye sat down too. He smiled, he smoked, and he looked thoughtfully at Henry Horsham. 'And where do we go from here?' he asked.
    'I was just wondering if I might ask, without undue curiosity, where you're going from here?'
    'Delighted to tell you,' said Sir Stafford Nye. I'm going to stay with an aunt of mine. Lady Matilda Cleckheaton. I'll give you the address if you like.'
    'I know it,' said Henry Horsham. 'Well, I expect that's a very good idea. She'll be glad to see you've come home safely all right. Might have been a near thing, mightn't it?'
    'Is that what Colonel Munro thinks and Mr Chetwynd?'
    'Well, you know what it is, sir,' said Horsham. 'You know well enough. They're always in a state, gentlemen in that department. They're not sure whether they trust you or not.'
    'Trust me?' said Sir Stafford Nye in an offended voice. 'What do you mean by that, Mr Horsham?'
    Mr Horsham was not taken aback. He merely grinned.
    'You see,' he said, 'you've got a reputation for not taking things seriously.'
    'Oh. I thought you meant I was a fellow traveller or a convert to the wrong side. Something of that kind.'
    'Oh no, sir, they just don't think you're serious. They think you like having a bit of a joke now and again.'
    'One cannot go entirely through life taking oneself and other people seriously,' said Sir Stafford Nye, disapprovingly.
    'No. But you took a pretty good risk, as I've said before, didn't you?'
    'I wonder if I know in the least what you are talking about.'
    'I'll tell you. Things go wrong, sir, sometimes, and they don't always go wrong because people have made they go wrong. What you might call the Almighty takes a hand, or the other gentleman - the one with the tail, I mean.'
    Sir Stafford Nye was slightly diverted.
    'Are you referring to fog at Geneva?' he said.
    'Exactly, sir. There was fog at Geneva and that upset people's plans. Somebody was in a nasty hole.'
    'Tell me all about it,' said Sir Stafford Nye. 'I really would like to know.'
    'Well, a passenger was missing when that plane of yours left Frankfurt yesterday. You'd drunk your beer and you were sitting in a corner snoring nicely and comfortably by yourself. One passenger didn't report and they called her and they called her again. In the end, presumably, the plane left without her.'
    'Ah. And what had happened to her?'
    'It would be interesting to know. In any case, your passport arrived at Heathrow even if you didn't.'
    'And where is it now? Am I supposed to have got it?'
    'No. I don't think so. That would be rather too quick work. Good reliable stuff, that dope. Just right, if I may say so. It put you out and it didn't produce any particularly bad effects.'
    'It gave me a very nasty hangover,' said Sir Stafford.
    'Ah well, you can't avoid that. Not in the circumstances.'
    'What would have happened,' Sir Stafford asked, 'since you seem to know all about everything, if I had refused to accept the proposition that may - I will only say may - have been put up to me?'
    'It's quite possible that it would have been curtains for Mary Ann.'
    'Mary Ann? Who's Mary Ann?'
    'Miss Daphne Theodofanous.'
    'That's the name I do seem to have heard - being summoned as a missing traveller?'
    'Yes, that's the name she was travelling under. We call her Mary Ann.'
    'Who is she - just as a matter of interest?'
    'In her own line she's more or less the tops.'
    'And what is her line? Is she ours or is she theirs, if you know who “theirs” is? I must say I find a little difficulty myself when making my mind up about that.'
    'Yes, it's not so easy, is