his decision isnât any easier than mine. On the whole, Iâm inclined to think heâll plump for Carnmore, for he must think John Macnab a fairly desperate fellow who will aim first at killing his stag in peace, and will trust to Providence for the rest. So at the moment I favour Carnbeg.â
Leithen wrinkled his brow. âThere are three of us,â he said. âThat gives us a chance of a little finesse. What about letting Charles or me make a demonstration against Carnmore, while you wait at Carnbeg?â
âGood idea! I thought of that too.â
âYouâd better assume Colonel Raden to be in very full possession of his wits,â Leithen continued. âThe simple bluff wonât do â heâll see through it. Heâll think that John Macnab is the same wary kind of old bird as himself. I found out in the war that it didnât do to underrate your opponentâs brains. Heâs pretty certain to expect a feint and not to be taken in. Iâm for something a little subtler.â
âMeaning?â
âMeaning that you feint in one place, so that your opponent believes it to be a feint and pays no attention â and then you sail in and get to work in that very place.â
Palliser-Yeates whistled. âThat wants thinking over . . . How about yourself?â
âIâve studied the river, and you never in your life saw such a hopeless proposition. All the good pools are as open as the Serpentine. Wattie stated the odds correctly.â
âNothing doing there?â
âNothing doing, unless I take steps to shorten the odds. So Iâve taken in a partner.â
The others stared, and even Lamancha woke up.
âYes. I interviewed him in the stable before dinner. Itâs the little ragamuffin who sells fish â Fish Benjie is the name he goes by. Archie, I hope you donât mind, but I told him to resume his morning visits. Theyâre my best chance for consultations.â
âYouâre taking a pretty big risk, Ned,â said his host. âDâyou mean to say youâve let that boy into the whole secret?â
âIâve told him everything. It was the only way, for he had begun to suspect. I admit itâs a gamble, but I believe I can trust the child. I think I know a sportsman when I see him.â
Archie still shook his head. âThereâs something else I may as well tell you. I met one of the Raden girls to-day â the younger â she was on the bank when I fell into the Larrig. She asked me point-blank if I knew anybody called John Macnab?â
Lamancha was wide awake. âWhat did you say?â he asked sharply.
âOh, lied of course. Said I supposed she meant the distiller. Then she told me the whole story â said she had written the letter her father signed. Sheâs mad keen to win the extra fifty quid, for it means a hunter for her this winter down in Warwickshire. Yes, and she asked me to help. I talked a lot of rot about my game leg and that sort of thing, but I sort of promised to go and lunch at Glenraden the day after tomorrow.â
âThatâs impossible,â said Lamancha.
âI know it is, but thereâs only one way out of it. Iâve got to have smallpox again.â
âYouâve got to go to bed and stay there for a month,â said Palliser-Yeates severely. âNow, look here, Archie. We simply canât have you getting mixed up with the enemy, especially the enemy women. Youâre much too susceptible and far too great an ass.â
âOf course not,â said Archie, with a touch of protest in his voice. âI see that well enough, but itâs a black look-out for me. I wish to Heaven you fellows had chosen to take your cure somewhere else. Iâm simply wreckinâ all my political career. I had a letter from my agent tonight, and I should be touring the constituency instead of playinâ the goat here. All Iâve got