“Cromwell possesses a wonderful faculty as a guesser,” smiled Ajeeb.
“Is not his surmise correct?”
“I do not choose to answer such questions as you may choose to put to me.”
“I answered you quite willingly.”
“Yes; but I am master here.”
“You are not my master.”
Cook was rather surprised at his own boldness.
“I suppose,” said the Abyssinian, “this detective has vowed to find Stolburst, or learn what has become of him?”
“Yes.”
“Do you think he will succeed?”