"
His chief nodded, understandingly. Mr. Grimm was silent for a little,
then went on:
"The last possibility in my mind at that moment," he confessed, "was
that the person in there was the man who shot Senor Alvarez. Frankly I
had half an idea that--that it might be the prince in person." Suddenly
his mood changed: "And now our lady of mystery may come and go as she
likes because I know, even if a dozen of our men have ransacked
Washington in vain for the prince, she will inevitably lead us to him.
And that reminds me: I should like to borrow Blair, and Hastings, and
Johnson. Please plant them so they may keep constant watch on Miss
Thorne. Let them report to you, and, wherever I am, I will reach you
over the 'phone."
"By the way, what was in that sealed packet that was taken from Senor
Alvarez?" Campbell inquired curiously.
"It had something to do with some railroad franchises," responded Mr.
Grimm as he rose. "I sealed it again and returned it to the senor.
Evidently it was not what Signor Petrozinni expected to find--in fact,
he admitted it wasn't what he was looking for."
For a little while the two men gazed thoughtfully, each into the eyes of
the other, then Mr.
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