"Hecho!" he cried. "It is done! Juan de Maestre will continue to go on board the ships and collect the information and write it out for the Germans. But we shall receive an exact copy."
"How?" asked Hillyard.
"Ramon will meet a messenger from Juan. At eight in the morning of every second day Ramon is to be waiting at a spot which from time to time we will change. The first place will be the cinema opposite to the old Bull Ring."
"Good," said Hillyard. "In a fortnight I will return."
He departed once more for Gibraltar, cruised up the coast, left his yacht once more in the harbour of Tarragona and travelled by motor-car into Barcelona.
Fairbairn and Lopez Baeza received him. It was night, and hot with a staleness of the air which was stifling. The windows all stood open in the quiet, dark street, but the blinds and curtains were closely drawn before the lamps were lit.
"Now!" said Hillyard. "There are reports."
Fairbairn nodded grimly as he went to the safe and unlocked it.
"Pretty dangerous stuff," he answered.
"Reliable?" asked Hillyard.