to hold your tongues or take the consequences—and be damned to you all!"
Briefly he stood glowering down at their upturned faces, then sneered, and turned away.
"Come along, O'Reilly," he said. "Fetch the woman, and give no more heed to swine-dogs!"
His hand slipped up the rail to the first floor, vanished.
If O'Reilly followed with the woman mentioned, both kept back from the rail and so out of Lanyard's field of vision.
The group at the foot of the stairs moved away, grumbling profanely.
At once Lanyard began to descend, rapidly and without care to avoid detection.
One flight down he met face to face a manservant, evidently a footman, with an armful of clothing which he was conveying from one chamber to another. The fellow stopped short, jaw dropping, eyes popping; whereupon Lanyard paused and addressed him in German with a manner of overbearing contempt, that is to say, in character.
"You're wanted upstairs in the radio room," he said—"at once!"
The servant bleated one word of protest: "But!"
"Be silent. Do as I bid you. It is an emergency. Drop those things and go! Do you hear, imbecile?"
Completely cowed and cheated, the man obeyed literally, letting his burden of garments fall to the floor and bounding hurriedly up the stairs.
Another flight was negotiated without misadventure; on this floor as well servants were flitting busily to and
