He has found it!" Wilmore filled his pipe thoughtfully.

At the first whiff of tobacco he began to feel more normal.
"After all, Francis," he said, "aren't we a little overstrung to-night?
Sir Timothy Brast is no adventurer.

He is a prince in the city, a persona grata wherever he chooses to go.

He isn't a hanger-on in Society.

He isn't even dependent upon Bohemia for his entertainment.
You can't seriously imagine that a man with his possessions is likely to risk his life and liberty in becoming the inspiration of a band of cutthroats ?" Francis smiled.