“Never mind. That is my idea, just the same. And, anyhow, if she is there, and if he is there, you can rest assured that if we went to the door of the place and demanded admittance, it would doubtless be granted us, but, all the same, we would see no sign of the people we are looking for, and we would be told that the count is in America.”
“And all the time the count would be nicely hidden somewhere in the old building. Is that what you mean?”
“Yes.”
“So you propose to make the search without anybody being put wise to the fact that you are doing it, eh?”
“Exactly. You see, I have started on the proposition that the count will consider himself safe here, at least for a time; on the proposition that he has not yet begun to keep very strict watch along this causeway we have just crossed.”
“But he has probably watched the sea, Nick,” interrupted Kane.
“I presume so.”
“Then he saw the Dolphin this morning.”
“Well, suppose he did so? There is nothing strange in seeing a vessel approach the coast and sail away again, is there? She showed no flag; and you don’t suppose he would know the Dolphin by sight, do you?”