absolutely. Black, we know, leaves the country to-night in his steamer—yesterday at Ramsgate; to-day we do not know where. The probability is that he will come to fetch you at seven o'clock—I have frightened it all out of the people down-stairs if he does, you will go with him. Otherwise, he's pretty sure to send someone for you, and, as you at the moment are our sole link between that unmitigated scoundrel and his arrest, I ask you to risk one step more, and return at any rate as far as the coast, that we may follow him for the last time. You'll do that for us?"
I looked at his card, whereon was the inscription, "Detective-Inspector King, Scotland Yard"; and I said at once—
"I shall not only go to the coast, but to his tender, for I've given my word. What you may do in the meantime is not my affair; but—"
"Yes," he said eagerly, craning his neck again, "’for God's sake keep your eye on me,' that's what you were going to say. Well, we shall do it. We owe it to you that we've got any clue to the man, and you're not likely to lose anything from the Government by what you've done."
"I suppose he's made a sensation?" I asked, in simplicity, and he looked as a man who has yesterday's news.
"Sensation! There's been no such stir since the French war. There isn't another subject talked of in any house in Europe—but, read that; and
