"Do you think he means it?" I asked, tapping the smaller paper.
"After last night, undoubtedly. And you must be there, sir—you and a witness," said Bernheim.
I thought a bit—then I took out my watch. It was just six o'clock.
"There is ample time," said I; "and it's worth the try. Can it be arranged, do you think?"
Bernheim's face brightened. "It can, sir. If it's the room I think it is, there will be no difficulty; and we can depend on the manager—he has been well trained by the Secret Police. You will come?"
"Yes, I'll come; but they come, too," and I nodded toward the table.
"Better bring only Courtney, sir," he urged.
"No," said I; "several witnesses will be needed. And, besides, I want them out of satisfaction to myself."
"It may wreck the whole business," he persisted.
"I'll risk it," said I.