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"Now don't you agree with me that Fischer's game is just a little too daring?" "It is preposterous!" she cried. "I have a theory," Lutchester continued, "that Fischer was never intended to use more than one of these letters. It was intended that he should study the situation here, approach one side, and, if unsuccessful, try the other. Fischer, however, conceived a more magnificent idea.
Where do I go?" "I'll show you," Lutchester volunteered. "Hurry up." The two men sprang up the stairs towards the dressing-room, and Holderness strolled back to where his sister and Pamela were talking to a small, dark young man, with rather high cheek-bones and olive complexion. Pamela turned around with a smile. "I have found an old friend," she told him. "Baron Sunyea Captain Holderness.
"Nikasti was entirely Fischer's affair," Van Teyl replied, "and I can't say much about him as I have given up my share of the apartments at the Plaza. The fellow's all right, I dare say, but we hadn't the slightest use for a valet. The man on the floor's good enough for any one." "By the bye," Lutchester inquired, "is Fischer still in New York?" "No, he's in Washington," Van Teyl replied.
"What was your profession?" Pamela inquired. "Diplomacy," Lutchester confided. "I intended to become an ambassador." "Do you think you have the requisite gifts?" "What are they?" "Secrecy, subtlety, caution, and highly-developed intelligence," she replied. "How's that?" "All those gifts," he assured her, "I possess." She fanned herself for a moment and looked at him.
"Mademoiselle Sonia," he proceeded, "has been a friend of mine since she sang in the cafes of Buda Pesth. I dined with her, however, because it had come to my knowledge that she was behaving in a very foolish manner." Pamela nodded understandingly. "She was the friend of Count Maurice Ziduski, wasn't she?" "She is no longer," Lutchester replied.
He was supposed to have discovered a marvellous new explosive, the formula for which had been stolen. He was on his way up to Northumberland to make fresh experiments." "For myself I have little faith," Fischer observed, "in any new explosives. In Germany they believe, I understand, that the limit of destructiveness has been attained." "The Germans should know," Lutchester admitted carelessly.
"Say, there's no use quarrelling, James," he declared. "I'm going to leave you to it now. Guess I said a little more than I meant to, but I tell you I hate that fellow Lutchester. I hate him just as though I were the typical German and he were the typical Britisher, and there was nothing but a sea of hate between us. Shake hands, Jim." Van Teyl obeyed without enthusiasm.
"All the same, I've been working night and day for weeks on this problem. I haven't even been up to town once. I must say I think they seem inclined to be a little hard on me." "No one is going to be in the least hard on you," Lutchester assured him. "You have committed a frightful indiscretion, and all that is asked of you now is to keep your mouth shut.
"Do you really believe that?" Pamela scoffed. "Why should he want to get rid of you? What harm can you do him?" "I am trying to find out," Lutchester replied grimly. "Still, since you ask the question, the pocketbook which is on its way to Germany, and which I picked up when Nikasti was taken ill " "Oh, yes, I know about that!" Pamela interrupted.
"Excellent!" he pronounced. "The 1840. Allow me!" He refilled the glass and handed it to Sandy, who gulped down the contents. The effect was almost instantaneous. In less than a minute he had staggered to his feet. "Feel strong enough to walk about fifty yards?" Lutchester inquired. "I'd walk to hell to get out of this place!" was the prompt reply.
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