Perhaps
you found it?"
"_Si, Senorita_," replied Senor Rodriguez gallantly. "It is on my desk
in here. Just a moment."
He opened the door and passed into the adjoining room. Mr. Grimm's eyes
met those of Miss Isabel Thorne, and there was no listlessness in them
now, only interest. She smiled at him tauntingly and lowered her lids.
Senor Rodriguez appeared from the other room with the handkerchief.
"_Mil gracias, Senor_," she thanked him.
"_No hay de que, Senorita_," he returned, as he opened the door for
her.
"_Monsieur Grimm, au revoir_!" She dropped a little curtsey, and still
smiling, went out.
"She is charming, Senor," the diplomatist assured him enthusiastically,
albeit irrelevantly. "Such vivacity, such personality, such--such--she
is charming."
"The safe, please," Mr. Grimm reminded him.
X
A SAFE OPENING
Together they entered the adjoining room, which was small compared to
the one they had just left. Senor Rodriguez used it as a private office.
His desk was on their right between two windows overlooking the same
pleasant little garden which was visible from the suite of tiny
drawing-rooms farther along.
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