ructions have been explicit."
"Fortunately, no further occasion exists for you to carry them out."
Sheffield knew that voice too.
"A Foreign Service Messenger, Mr. Maurice Anerly, left for my capital
this morning----"
"Captain Searles has been instructed to intercept him. His dispatch will
not be delivered."
Inspector Sheffield, who had been vainly endeavouring to become
temporarily deaf, started. Whose voice was that? Could he trust his
ears?
There followed the sound as of the clapping of hands upon someone's
shoulders.
"Baron Hecht, I hold a most sacred trust--the peace of nations. No one
shall rob me of it. Believe me, your great master already is drafting a
friendly letter----"
The musical voice again, with that vibrant, forceful note.
"In short, Baron" (Sheffield tried not to hear; for he knew this voice
too), "there is a power above the Eagle, a power above the Lion: the
power of wealth! Lacking her for ally, no nation can war with another!
The king of that power has spoken--and declared for peace! I am glad of
it, and so, I know, are you!"
Following a short interval, a shaking of hands, as the unwilling
eavesdropper divined. Then, by some other door, a number of people
withdrew, amid a hum of seemingly friendly conversation.
A gentleman pulled the curtain aside.
"Come in, Sheffield!" he said genially.
Chief Inspector Sheffield bowed very low and entered a large room,
which, save for the gentleman who had admitted him, now was occupied
only by the Right Hon. Walter Belford, Home Secretary.
"How do you do, Inspector?" asked Mr. Belford affably.
"Thank you, sir," replied the detective with diffidence; "I am quite
well, and trust you are."
"I think I know what has brought you here," continued the Home
Secretary. "You have been following----"
"Severac Bablon! Yes, sir!"
"As I supposed. Well, it will be expedient, Inspector, religiously to
keep that name out of the Press in future! Furthermore--er--any warrant
that may be in existence must be cancelled! This is a matter of policy,
and I am sending the necessary instructions to the Criminal
Investigation Department. In short--drop the case!"
Chief Inspector Sheffield looked rather dazed.
"No doubt, this is a surprise to you," continued Mr. Belford; "but do
not allow it to be a disappointment. Your tactful conduct of the case,
and the delicate manner in which you have avoided compromising
anyone--in which you have handicappe
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