"Important papers for Your Highness," he said. "They were received at Headquarters after your departure and, as they required action to-night, I thought it best to follow you."
With a word of apology, I walked over to the nearest window and slowly read the letters. There were two and they were very brief. Then I read them again—and yet again.
Those at the table had, of course, resumed their talk, but Bernheim still stood at attention. I motioned him to me.
"These are copies," I said.
"I made them, sir, from the originals—while they were en route," he added with a dry smile.
"And the originals?"
"Each was delivered promptly."
"You have no doubt of their genuineness?" I asked.
"Absolutely none—though, of course, I know only the handwriting of the answer."
"Well done," said I; "well done!" Then I read the two papers again.