CHAPTER FOURThey drove past Buckingham Palace and then were travelling towards the House of Lords where Royden had arranged that his yacht would be waiting for him when he exclaimed,
“I have suddenly remembered I have not told you that we are travelling under assumed names! I am too well known on the Continent and doubtless in Africa as well, that when I arrive I will immediately be pestered by the Embassy and Social people who will want to entertain us. That, as you realise, could be dangerous.”
“Yes and, of course, I should have thought of that,” Malva replied. “What is your name to be?”
“Because I will forget it if it is not a simple one, I am going to be just Hill, ‘Charles Hill’. Charles is actually my other name. And you will be ‘Maisie Hill’.”
Malva giggled.
“You might have let
