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"Good night!" she whispered. "Quickly, please. There is still some one about downstairs." The light was extinguished. Lutchester made his way cautiously back, replaced the gate upon its hinges and reached the shelter of the Embassy, denuded now of guests. He found Downing in the smoking-room. "Can I get a whisky and soda?" Lutchester asked, in response to the latter's vociferous greeting.
"You're a cool hand, Lutchester," he declared, "considering you're not a business man." "Fischer's the man who'll need to keep cool," Lutchester remarked, lighting his cigarette. "What about a little lunch?" The stockbroker scarcely heard him. He had struck a bell, and the office seemed suddenly filled with clerks.
"A wonderful fellow, your friend Lutchester," he sneered. "An Admirable Crichton of finance and diplomacy and love-making, eh? But the end isn't just yet. I promise you one thing, James Van Teyl. He isn't going to marry your sister." "I'd a damned sight sooner she married him than you!" Van Teyl blazed out. Fischer was taken aback.
"If I had," she smiled, "I should not tell you." "But come," he expostulated, "the thing's no use to you." "So Baron Sunyea evidently thought," she laughed. "We'll leave that, if you don't mind." Lutchester was still looking a little bewildered. "I had an idea when I came in," he muttered, "that things were a little scrappy between you and the Japanese gentleman." She was suddenly serious.
You're my man now until I choose to let you free, and before I do that I am going to read the letter which you are taking to Japan." Nikasti's eyes were red with fury, but every movement was torture. Lutchester held him easily with one hand, felt over him with the other, drew the letter from his vest, and, shaking it free from its envelope, held it out and read it.
Hastings stepped forward to meet them; "the reception at the British Embassy to-night?" "The others are going," she said. "My aunt didn't feel she was sufficiently " "We sent you a card round especially this afternoon," Lutchester interrupted. "You'll come?" "How nice of you! Of course I will," she promised.
Lutchester met him here by accident or whether they arrived together." "You'll turn me into a regular sleuthhound," he laughed. "However, here goes." He strolled off again, and Pamela found herself forced to become mundane and frivolous whilst she chatted with some newly-arrived acquaintances. It was not until some little time after her brother's return that she found herself alone with him.
"You have a marvellous gift for discovering lost property," she murmured. "For discovering the owners, you mean," he retorted, with a little bow. "You're some golfer, I see, Mr. Lutchester," Van Teyl interposed. "I was on my game to-day," Lutchester admitted. "With a little luck at the seventh," he continued earnestly, "I might have tied the amateur record.
Before you leave this country we will meet again, and, when you have heard me, you will tear that letter which you are treasuring next your heart into small pieces." Lutchester turned and left the room, closing the door behind him. Nikasti crouched in his place without movement. The ache in his heart seemed to be shining out of his face.
"I believe that that is your uncle's point of view," Mrs. Hastings assented.... "Why don't you ask Mr. Lutchester down for a couple of days?" "If you mean it, I certainly will," Pamela agreed. "Quite incidentally," her aunt continued, "I heard the nicest possible things about him in Washington. Lady Ridlingshawe told me that the Lutchesters are one of the oldest families in England.
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