THE YELLOW DOVE
“Has anything happened to him?” quickly.
“I do not know.”
The General frowned into the fire.
“It is strange,” he muttered. “Very strange. You did not realize then that I suspected you?”
Hammersley laughed.
“Not at once. I did later. That is your privilege, Excellenz. But I refused to be caught under the circumstances. I preferred to take the risk of failure. After all, you see, I succeeded.”
General von Stromberg was not immune from the frankness of Hammersley’s smile. He turned toward the table and scrutinized the papers with great care.
“These are the very papers you got from Herr Captain Byfield?”
Hammersley’s reply was startling.
“Unfortunately, no. The original papers were burned”
“Burned!” cried the General, turning in his chair.
“But not before I had made this copy, which I put in a safe place.”
“Explain.”
“I was followed, leaving Lady Heathcote’s dinner party in an automobile, by agents of Scotland Yard. I had the slower machine and they caught me. But not before I had passed the original papers to my companion”
“Your companion—a woman?”
“Yes, Excellenz, there was nothing else to do. She escaped while they were searching me and kept the papers”
“Who was this woman?”
“My fiancée.”
“Her name?”
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