As ten o’clock struck in the tower of a near-by church, he stopped before the statue of King George, near the governor’s headquarters. At the same instant a man came out of a shadow immediately across the way and approached him.
“Are you awaiting any one?” asked the newcomer.
“I am,” said Tom.
“For me?” inquiringly.
“Perhaps so.”
“What word do you bring?”
“I bring no word.”
The man looked at him for a moment, sharply.
“That is very strange,” said he.
Tom drew out the message making the queer appointment.