But he faced about again abruptly, laughed, held out his hand.
"No, it is I who should apologize.

I did lay a trap, and it was too bad.

But I wished to know your real opinion." No one more pliable than Denzil.

At once he took the hand that was offered and pressed it heartily.
"I'm a blundering fellow.

Do come and spend an hour with me to-night.
From eleven to twelve.