"I have paper—what you call letter!"
He handed a dirty envelope to Helmar, and bowing low, waited for the expected douceur.
The letter was addressed to Helmar in Mark's handwriting. He tore it open and rapidly scanned the contents.
"The scoundrel!" he cried, and flung the letter to Osterberg.
CHAPTER IV
THE PARTING OF FRIENDS
Charlie picked up the letter and read it out.