him. They want to watch him in our company and us in
his; you see it's an interesting reunion for you and him.'
'Well, let's get into these beastly clothes for it,' groaned Davis.
'I shall have a plunge overboard.'
Something drastic was required, and I followed his example, curious
as the hour was for bathing.
'I believe I know what happened just now,' said I, as we plied rough
towels in the warmth below. 'They steamed up and found nobody on
board. "I'll leave a note," says Dollmann. "No independent
communications," say they (or think they), "we'll come too, and take
the chance of inspecting this hornets' nest." Down they go, and
Dollmann, who knows what to look for first, sees that damning bit of
evidence staring him in the face. They look casually at the shelf
among other things--examine the logbook, say--and he manages to push
his own book out of sight. But he couldn't replace it when the
interruption came. The action would have attracted attention _then,_
and Boehme made him leave the cabin in advance, you know.'
'This is all very well,' said Davies, pausing in his toilet, 'but do
they guess how we've spent the day? By Jove, Carruthers, that chart
with the square cut out; there it is on the rack!'
'We must chance it, and bluff for all we're worth,' I said. The fact
was that Davies could not be brought to realize that he had done
anything very remarkable that day; yet those fourteen sinuous miles
traversed blindfold, to say nothing of the return journey and my own
exploits, made up an achievement audacious and improbable enough to
out-distance suspicion. Nevertheless, von Bruening's banter had been
disquieting, and if an inkling of our expedition had crossed his mind
or theirs, there were ways of testing us which it would require all
our effrontery to defeat.
'What are you looking for?' said Davies. I was at the collar and stud
stage, but had broken off to study the time-table which we had bought
that morning.
'Somebody insists on coming by the night train to somewhere, on the
_25th_,' I reminded him. 'Boehme, von Bruening, and Grimm are to meet
the Somebody.'
'Where?'
'At a railway station! I don't know where. They seemed to take it for
granted. But it must be somewhere on the sea, because Boehme said,
"the tide serves."'
'It may be anywhere from Emden to Hamburg.' _[See Map B]_
'No, there's a limit; it's probably somewhere near. Grimm was to
come, and he's at Memmert.'
'Here's the map..
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