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"Not Eliot," said Ludovic. "I don't think he was called Eliot."

"Very interesting. And then there was the Cave image. You must have read a lot of Freudian psychology?"

"Not a lot. There was nothing psychological about the cave."

"Very interesting--a spontaneous liberation of the unconscious."

At this moment Coney infiltrated the throng and stood beside them.

"Everard, there are two men in uniform asking for champagne."

"Good heavens, not the police?"

"One might be. He's wearing a queer sort of blue uniform. The other's an airman. I've never seen them before. They had an American with them but he ran away."

"How very odd. You hadn't given them champagne?"

"Oh no, Everard."

"I'd better go and see who they are."

At the door Ian had collided with the Smart Woman and kissed her warmly on each dusty cheek.

"Drinks have run out here," she said, "and I am due at my Warden's Post. Why don't you two come there? It's only round the corner and there's always a bottle."

Spruce greeted them.

"I'm afraid we're a little late. I brought Guy. You remember him?"