“Promise me, Chester.�
“I promise.�
“And you’ll meet those people at London Bridge Station tonight?�
“MacKeenon?�
“Yes.�
“I’ll keep the meet.�
“You have your cap and the diagram and the greyhound—the little silver insignia that keeps a man from harm?â€�
“I have them, Saidee!�
“Then go, quickly!â€� she said, leaning down. “Go and get the cipher-key. It means so much to you—and the world!â€�
“Adieu!� he breathed as he thrust his legs through