"One doesn't get much out of him." "Chief wants you in his room," Ansell announced.

"He's just come in from the Palace, looking like nothing on earth." "Wants me ?" Norgate muttered.

"Righto!" He went to the looking-glass, straightened his tie, and made his way towards the Ambassador's private apartments.

The latter was alone when he entered, seated before his table.

He was leaning back in his chair, however, and apparently deep in thought.