Kendricks wheeled suddenly in his place.
"Tell me how long you have known Herr Freudenberg?" he insisted. "How many times have you been seen with him? Is it the truth that you met him to-night for the first time?"
Julien laughed.
"My dear David!" he protested,—
"To tell you the truth, Julien," Kendricks interrupted, "there's some hidden trouble, some mysterious influence at work which seems to be upsetting the relations just now between France and England. To be frank with you, I know that Carraby, at a Cabinet meeting yesterday, suggested that you were at the bottom of it."
Julien's eyes suddenly flashed fire.
"D—n that fellow!" he muttered. "Does anybody believe it?"
Kendricks shrugged his shoulders.
"Scarcely. And yet, Julien, it pays to be careful. You can't afford to be seen in public places with the enemies of your country."
"Is Carl Freudenberg an enemy of my country?"