"Do you think," he asked, "that you were followed here?"
"Very likely," I answered
Staunton turned to a tall, dark young man who stood by his side.
"Tell Mr. Courage what has happened," he said.
The secretary looked at me curiously.
"A man arrived about a quarter of an hour ago who insisted upon seeing Mr. Staunton. He hinted that he had an important revelation to make with regard to the Café Suisse outrage. He would not see any one else, and tried to force his way into the place. In the scuffle, a revolver fell out of his pocket, loaded in all six chambers."
"What have you done with him?" I asked.
"Handed him over to the police," the young man answered; "but I am afraid they would never get him to the station. Have you looked out of the window?"
"No!" I answered.
He shrugged his shoulders.