As the thought came to him, Rowland glanced suddenly over his shoulder out of the rear window.
"Ah, I thought so. It's not von Stromberg, Zoya. It's Hochwald! We are being followed. Two men on bicycles."
She was too well trained to look around but seemed no happier because of the discovery.
"There's no use losing one's nerve," said Rowland cheerfully. "In fact, I'm growing happier every minute."
Madame Rochal's amazement was painted in her face.
He shrugged. "Because if General von Stromberg had succeeded in getting the money, he would have arrested us both in the Haupt Bahnhof."
"You mean that----"
"That someone else has taken it. Precisely."
"Hochwald?"
"Perhaps. I don't know. But, as we say in my country, 'I'm from Missouri, you've got to show me.' And if Herr Senf is the man I think he is, I'm going to proceed on that theory."