A merry chuckle escaped his lips.

"Thanks, but you forget that I can call out the American and British navies." She looked doubtful.

"I know," she said, "but I'm afraid Von Blitz is scuttling your ships." "If poor little Bowles can conquer them with a red jacket that's too small for him, to say nothing of the fit it would give to the British army, I think I can scrape up a garment or two that will startle them in another way.

Please don't worry about me.

I shall call my clients together and have it out with them.