Bundle had an idea that behind his mask he was smiling unpleasantly.
"Yes," he went on, "a gold mine."
"Well worth a few lives," said No. 5, cynically, and laughed.
"But you know what inventions are," said the American. "Sometimes these darned things won't work."
"A man like Sir Oswald Coote will have made no mistake," said Mosgorovsky.
"Speaking as an aviator myself," said No. 5, "the thing is perfectly feasible. It has been discussed for years—but it needed the genius of Eberhard to bring it to fruition."
"Well," said Mosgorovsky, "I don't think we need discuss matters any further. You have all seen the plans. I do not think our original scheme can be bettered. By the way, I hear something about a letter of Gerald Wade's that has been found—a letter that mentions this organization. Who found it?"
"Lord Caterham's daughter—Lady Eileen Brent."
"Bauer should have been on to that," said Mosgorovsky. "It was careless of him. Who was the letter written to?"
"His sister, I believe," said No. 3.