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"To meet Nikasti and to look after Fischer." "Well, you seem to have done that pretty effectually!" "Also," he went on calmly, "to keep an eye upon you." "Professionally?" "You ask me to give away too many secrets," he whispered, leaning towards her. She made a little grimace. "Tell me some more about your little adventure in Fifth Avenue?" she begged. He smiled grimly.
"Precisely! He came all the way from Japan to confer with Fischer. Probably, if we knew the whole truth, those rooms at the Plaza Hotel, and the social partnership of your brother and Fischer, were arranged for no other reason than to provide a safe personality for Nikasti in this country, and a safe place for him to talk things over with Fischer." "Mr.
"You take this letter," he said, "which I brought over myself from Berlin, signed and written not more than three weeks ago. I ask you to believe in no vague promises. I bring you the pledged faith of the greatest ruler on earth. What do you say, Nikasti? Will you accept our mission? Will you go back to Tokio and see the Emperor?" Nikasti bowed. "I will go back," he promised.
"I am for my country what you are for yours," Lutchester proceeded. "You see, I know when it is best to speak the truth. I am in New York because you are in New York, and if you leave on Saturday for Japan it may happen of this I am not sure but I say that it may happen that I shall accompany you." "I shall be much honoured," Nikasti murmured.
"And what exactly is that?" "You ask me lightly," he replied, "but, if you are willing, I have decided to take you into my confidence. Our friend Nikasti will be here to-morrow. He was to have sailed for Japan yesterday, but he has postponed his voyage for a few days. Do you know much about the Japanese, Miss Pamela?" "Very little," she acknowledged. "Well, I will tell you one thing.
"Nikasti is not out to steal for others. He is playing the same game as all of us, only he is playing it for his own hand. Mr. Fischer has brought him here for some purpose of his own, without a doubt, but I am quite sure that Nikasti never meant to be any one's cat's-paw." "Believe me, that is the truth," Fischer agreed.
What about Australia?... New Zealand?" "Are those things under present consideration?" Nikasti queried. "Why not?" Von Schwerin replied. "Listen. Close your exports to Russia within the next thirty days. Build up for yourselves a stock of ammunition, add to your fleet, and prepare. Within a year of the cessation of war, there is no reason why your national dream should not be realised.
"But you?" she exclaimed. "How do you know this? How can you be sure of it?" "I have seen the autograph letter which Nikasti has in his possession," he announced. "You mean that Mr. Fischer showed it to you?" she exclaimed incredulously. Lutchester hesitated. "There are methods," he said, "which those who fight in the dark places for their country are forced sometimes to make use of.
"Before you took up your present job, eh?" Nikasti assented silently. Fischer glanced around as though to make sure that they were still alone. "I have the communication with me," he announced, "which we are to discuss. The terms of our proposal are clearly set out, and they are signed by the Highest of all himself. The letter embodying them was handed to me three weeks ago to-day in Berlin.
"I have been ringing up for the last ten minutes and couldn't get any answer. I did not realise that it was the next suite." "Mr. Van Teyl is close at hand, madam," Nikasti replied. "If you will kindly be seated, I will fetch him." "How long have you been valet here?" Pamela asked curiously. "For a few hours only, madam," was the grave reply. "If you will be so good as to wait."
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