"Doubtless."
"Pardon me, Carter, but you are seated facing that window, exactly as if you wished the spies of that man to know what you are talking about."
"I do."
"Eh?"
"I am taking this method of warning Mustushimi that I am here after him, and that I am going to get him, too. I am taking this opportunity to send word to him, through his spy who is now reading from the motion of my lips all that I am saying, that I have no doubt that he will attempt to assassinate me in some manner so that it will appear to be an accident, but he must remember that I was not brought into the world to be put to death by such as he."
"Upon my word, Carter, you are strange tonight!"
"No. I am sending a message to Mustushimi. Out yonder, at the opposite side of Connecticut Avenue, there stands a man who looks like a Frenchman, who is one of Mustushimi's spies. He reads what I am saying now and he is getting nervous. He is only a common scoundrel, and coward at that-"
Nick broke off into a hearty laugh, and the senator stared.
"What are you laughing at?" he demanded.
"I was laughing at the fellow over there-the one I referred to."