Chapter 29

“Why?” demanded Drummond. “We’ve disguised ourselves pretty often before. Peter, Ted, and Algy will carry on as before; you, Dixon, and I are dead. Drowned, laddie, in the cold, dark waters of the mere.” “By jove! Hugh,” said Darrell thoughtfully, “I believe that is a thundering good idea.” “I’m certain it is,” said Drummond. “Look here,” he went on gravely, “we’ve seen enough to-night to realise that this isn’t a game of kiss-in-the-ring. I confess that I hadn’t thought that she would go to quite the lengths she h…