"Several——"
"You can do nothing against such a man as Goritz."
"It is Goritz—yes—but I will find her if I have to go through Germany with a harrow."
"They have not gone to Germany, my friend. Every gate out of Hungary has been closed to them since the assassination."
Renwick smiled. The thing had worked. The spirit of the venture glowed in him—its very impudence fascinated.
"Perhaps!" he replied. "Still, a man who could outwit Nicholas Szarvas——"
Spivak caught him so suddenly by the arm that Renwick trembled.
"You think he killed Szarvas——?" whispered Spivak eagerly.
"If not himself, it was by his orders. And the Englishman—Renck——"
"Renwick."