There seemed to be nothing so far.
Stumm had talked of a von Einem woman who was interested in his department, perhaps the same woman as the Hilda he had mentioned the day before to the Under-Secretary.

There was not much in that.

She was probably some minister's or ambassador's wife who had a finger in high politics.

If I could have caught the word Stumm had whispered to Gaudian which made him start and look askance at me! But I had only heard a gurgle of something like 'uhnmantl', which wasn't any German word that I knew.
The heat put me into a half-doze and I began dreamily to wonder what other people were doing.

Where had Blenkiron been posting to in that train, and what was he up to at this moment?
He had been hobnobbing with ambassadors and swells--I wondered if he had found out anything.
What was Peter doing?
I fervently hoped he was behaving himself, for I doubted if Peter had really tumbled to the delicacy of our job.