“What did you do with Mrs. Clephane?” she asked, when they were started.
“I left her at the Rataplan,” he replied.
“Alone?”
“Oh no—with Carpenter, who chanced to be handy.”
“The bald-headed chap, who spoke to you in the dining-room?”
“Exactly!”
“Carpenter is the chief of the Cipher Division, I believe you said.”
“I don’t recall that I said it, Madeline, but your information is correct.”
“I think I’ll ask the Secretary for the letter,” she remarked.
“Ask him anything you’ve a mind to!” Harleston laughed. “You’ve a very winning pair of black eyes et cetera, my lady.”