Halfa—a victim, poor chap, to the necessities of our plan, fell into the hands of the Wilhelmstrasse men there, and I gained possession of his papers. The Germans started him in a robber caravan of Bedouins for the desert, but I provided against his getting far before being rescued, and the German agents there were all rounded up the day I sailed as Woodhouse."
"And you came here to save Gibraltar—and the fleet from German spies?" Crandall put the question dazedly.
"There were only two, General—Almer and your servant, Jaimihr. We have them now. You may order the release of Louisa Schmidt."
"The captain has overlooked one other—the most dangerous one of all. General Crandall." Jane stepped up to where the governor stood and threw back her hands with an air of submission. "Her name is Jane Gerson, of New York, and she knew all along that this gentleman was deceiving you—she had met him, in fact, three weeks before on a railroad train in France."
The startled eyes of Gibraltar's master looked first at the set features of the man, then
