Despite the coldness of the masked man’s tones, Prokop was reassured. He felt that he had not failed entirely.
“Are there any new instructions?” he asked.
“Not at present,” replied the Red Envoy.
“None regarding Prince Zuvor?” questioned Prokop, with a shrewd glance at the man in the crimson mask.
“Has he caused you any difficulty?” asked the Red Envoy.
“None at all,” said Prokop. “We are watching him closely.
“But the prince is a constant danger to our cause. He is a Russian, and an enemy of the government in Moscow. Our agents hate him. All would be glad of the opportunity to — “
The Red Envoy held up a red-gloved hand.
“Do not molest Prince Zuvor,” he said. “Do not address a single threat to him. He is within our control. Should he attempt to elude us, then you may act.
“The bomb in his special automobile was a wise precaution. But while he is in New York, a single false step might betray our cause.”