He smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
"Perhaps so," he answered casually, "that remains to be seen."
He said some words in German to the two men, which I imperfectly understood, but it seemed to be an order to lift me off the bed, for they immediately did it.
Then one of them unlocked my chain, and the two of them carried me to the chair, and sat me in it.
I now realised that I was in a desperate condition.
"I insist on knowing," I cried to Saumarez, "why I was brought here.
It is very evident that I have been tricked."
Saumarez laughed—a low laugh of enjoyment.
"You certainly came here under a false impression," he sniggered; "as for the reason of your coming, you will soon know it. Now, to begin with, where is the key of the safe at 190 Monmouth Street. You have been thoroughly searched and we cannot find it.
"You are not likely to," I answered. "It is in a place where you cannot get at it."
"Indeed!" replied Saumarez. "What place is that?"