"It's got to be done. Luck is turning against us. If I succeed, it will be the end of the run on the black."
"And have you the Kaiser's consent?"
"I didn't ask for it. It's one of those undertakings one doesn't talk about."
"But this one is terribly dangerous, Excellenz."
"Can't be helped."
"Sha'n't you want me over there, Excellenz?"
"No. Get rid of the chit for us. That will be enough for the present. Good-bye."
"Good-bye, Excellenz."
The spy released the brakes. The car started.
The drive which ran round the central lawn led to a lodge which stood beside the garden-gate and which served as a guard-room. The high walls surrounding the grounds rose on either side of it.