Abruptly his tone changed. "A noble heart," he said muzzily. "Has Falk been giving you some money?" I asked, appalled by the detailed finish of the dark plot. "Lent me, my good man, not given me. Lent," he corrected suavely. "Met me taking the air last evening, and being as usual anxious to oblige Hadn't you better go to the devil out of my compound?"