"I wish you wouldn't talk riddles," said Barraclough shortly.
"I'll speak out when we get to the Prince," I said; and forthwith we hastened to his room.
"Mr. Morland," I burst out, "Pye came aboard as representing your solicitors?"
"That is so," he replied with some surprise in his voice and manner.
"He was privy then to your affairs—I refer to your financial affairs?" I pursued.
"My solicitors in London, whom I chose in preference to German solicitors, were naturally in possession of such facts relating to myself as were necessary to their advice," said the Prince somewhat formally.
"And Pye knew what they knew—the contents of the safes in the strong-room?"
He inclined his head. "It was intended that he should return from Buenos Ayres, after certain arrangements had been made for which he would lend his assistance."
"Then, sir," said I, "Pye has sold us. Pye is the source of the plot; Pye has the treasure."
"What do you mean?" exclaimed the Prince, rising.