THE YELLOW DOVE
“I threatened him with serious consequences.”
“Which meant me,” said von Stromberg grimly.
“Yes, Excellenz. But he refused without other grounds than his own judgment.”
“And then”
“Excellenz, Fräulein Mather came in. She heard something from behind the curtain—but she gave no sign.”
“Oh! She is clever?”
“Exceptionally so. I have brought her here of my own volition and she will speak if properly approached, but I hope Excellenz will be pleased to make the interview as easy for her as possible. If any harm should come to her”
“It is not the practice of my department to do hurt to women,” said the General quickly. Then he laughed. “I suspect, Herr Rizzio, that you have a tenderness in that quarter.”
“It is true. I hope, therefore, that you will be patient with her.”
Von Stromberg waved his hand impatiently.
“And what happened then?”
“Hammersley and Miss Mather went out. I remained in the smoking-room and then telephoned to Maxwell to send his men at once. They came. I met them outside the house before Hammersley emerged and gave them my instructions to follow Hammersley’s machine and get the papers.”
The older man started forward, his long acquisitive nose eagerly scenting a clue.
“And how long was it after they left the smoking-room for the machine?”
Rizzio pulled at his mustache a moment thoughtfully.
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