The telephone number is Oscar Immelan's." "That is interesting, though not surprising," Jesson declared.

"Immelan, as you of course know, is one of your enemies, one of those who are working in this country for purposes of his own.

But as regards Kroten, may I ask where you obtained your information about the place ?" Nigel dragged down the atlas and showed them the paragraph.

Jesson read it with a faint smile upon his lips.
"I fancy," he remarked, "that this is a little out of date.

I should like, if you have no objection, to start for Kroten this week." "Good heavens! Why ?" Nigel exclaimed.
"I can scarcely answer that question," Jesson said.