"There is some one quite close who would give a great deal to overhear.

It follows, therefore, that one says nothing.

If monsieur will grant me a quarter of an hour at any time, in his room, after four o'clock--" "At half-past four, Louis," I answered.
Louis gave a final little twist to my tablecloth and departed with a bow.

I saw then that at the table next to mine, hidden from me, for the moment, by Louis himself, was seated the man who had stood by our side at Charing Cross! After luncheon I took a taxicab, called on my tailor, looked in at the club, and bought some cigarettes.

The whole of London seemed covered with dust sheets, to smell of paint.