"It is number
ninety-seven. Five minutes after we enter you will drive up in front of
the door and wait. If we don't return in fifteen minutes--come in after
us!"
"Do you anticipate danger?" Miss Thorne queried quickly.
"If I had anticipated danger," replied Mr. Grimm, "I should not have
permitted you to come with me."
They entered the house--number ninety-seven--with a key which Mr. Grimm
produced, and a minute or so later walked into a room where three men
were sitting. One of them was of a coarse, repulsive type, large and
heavy; another rather dapper, of superficial polish, evidently a
foreigner, and the third--the third was Ambassador Boissegur!
"Good morning, gentlemen!" Mr. Grimm greeted them, then ceremoniously:
"Monsieur Boissegur, your carriage is at the door."
The three men came to their feet instantly, and one of them--he of the
heavy face--drew a revolver. Mr. Grimm faced him placidly.
"Do you know what would happen to you if you killed me?" he inquired
pleasantly. "You wouldn't live three minutes. Do you imagine I came in
here blindly? There are a dozen men guarding the entrances to the
house--a pistol shot would bring them in.
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