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Then Hanaud lit another cigarette

Mr Ricardo, on the other hand, could hardly continue to smoke for

excitement

"I cannot understand your calmness," he exclaimed

"No?" said Hanaud "Yet it is so obvious You are the amateur, I

am the professional--that is all"

He looked at his watch and rose to his feet

"I o" he said and as he turned towards the door a cry sprang

from Mr Ricardo's lips "It is true I ae, Monsieur Hanaud which the professional would do well to

obtain"

Hanaud turned a guarded face towards Ricardo There was no longer

any raillery in his manner He spoke slowly, coldly

"Let me have it then!"

"I have driven in my motor-car froe crosses a ravine high up ae there is a Custom House There--at the

Pont de la Caille--your car is stopped It is searched You n your name in a book And there is no way round You would

find sure and certain proof whether or no Madaht to Geneva Not so ht You would find certain proof too of how many

people were in the car For they search carefully at the Pont de

la Caille"

A dark flush overspread Hanaud's face Ricardo was in the seventh

Heaven He had at last contributed so to the history of

this crie