“By one of my secret methods. I have several. I could leave New York to-night if I chose. But — “
Prince Zuvor frowned and made a motion with his hands. He had evidently decided that he had said enough. He glanced at his watch, and rose from his chair.
“I have many enemies,” he said quietly. “But few friends, here in America. Most of them are dependent upon me. I am glad to know that you are one of us.
“Can I depend upon you, in time of stress?”
“You can,” replied Cranston.
“Very well,” remarked Zuvor. “I shall communicate with you here, when I need your assistance. We are of the old regime. I know that you are my friend.”
“I shall visit you, some time.”
“It will involve a risk.”
“I enjoy risks.”
Prince Zuvor bowed. Lamont Cranston rose and shook hands with him in parting. The Russian left the Cobalt Club.