“Information against someone?” he asked.
“Against a man who goes by the name of Louis de Trevenac,” she said in a low voice. The placards all about Paris warning, Be on guard! Enemy ears listen! influenced her even behind the closed doors.
Gerry Hull started. Not greatly, for he had been in France long enough to hear accusations—false or true—against almost anyone.
“You know him?” Ruth asked.
“He is well known,” Gerry said. “I’ve heard of him.”
“I am absolutely certain that he is a German spy.”
“How do you know?”
“If I wanted to tell how I know, I would not have sent for you. It was not easy,” Ruth said with a gentle sweetness which caught him with a flush. “I thought it was possible that you would know a method of starting inquiry regarding one without having to give details of the cause of your suspicion.”
Gerry nodded. “That’s possible.”
“Then please do that in regard to M. Louis de Trevenac. At once!”