"Yes, and I was going to ask you to let me see them once more. Have you them with you?"
The Admiral looked the Lieutenant full in the eye, at which the disappearing flush returned. The Admiral continued:
"I supposed you had it already."
"Not I, I assure you. I left it upon the club table, right at your elbow."
The Admiral suddenly looked so uncomfortable that Jermyn said:
"I sincerely hope you haven't lost it!"
"So do I. I could make the sketch again from memory, but there were some—er—some memoranda on the other side of the sheet which I had intended to preserve; that is, they were not my property, and——"
"Not your property?" Jermyn thought he saw the opportunity for which he was longing.
"No. The letter itself belonged to another person. Do you suppose that Blogsham himself may have kept the sketches for future reference."
"Quite possibly. But Blogsham has returned to Washington."