Mr. Caine scanned the paper.
"I do not see anything so very remarkable about it," he replied.
Dave whispered a few words in his ear.
"Is that true?" asked the Ambassador, displaying sudden agitation.
"Yes, sir."
"Then I believe you are right, Darrin," gasped the Ambassador, sinking back into his chair, his face paling slightly. "Oh the villains!"
"Then you believe, sir, that I have really discovered the plot?" asked Dave, who looked only a whit less agitated.
"If what you have just told me is true, then it must be that you have made a correct guess."
"Will you send word by wireless to Admiral Timworth, then, sir?"
"I dare not trust such news, even to the cipher, which the international gang thought they had filched, and which they did not get," replied Mr. Caine. "I believe that the wisest course will be for you to take the midnight train to Genoa."