But the audacious criminal's hand never trembled as he read the four columns which blazoned the discovery of Clayton's body.
Fast as the devil drives he hastened back to his secret lair.

One friendly thrill warmed his agitated heart as he read Leah Einstein's simple cipher words, in the cable which warned him of a new danger.
"I must soon be about my business," he gloomily decided.

"This Hungarian witch has some jewels left.

It's only a few hours by rail to the Russian frontier.

She might, with her winning appearance, easily find her way over the frontier of Poland.