"I do, sir."
The Honorable Secretary, only half satisfied, continued:
"Your credit is unlimited—there'll be no question of that. If you need to buy up a whole South American government—buy it! By the way, he will make for South America, will he not?"
"Probably—yes, sir. Chile or the Argentine—there's no extradition treaty there."
"But even then," broke in the Secretary with a nervous frown—"there are ways—other ways?"
"Oh, yes." Frawley, picking up a paper-cutter, stood by the mantel tapping his palm. "Oh, yes—there are other ways! So it's Bucky—well, I warned him!"
"Now, Inspector, to settle the matter," interrupted the Secretary, anxious to return to his routine, "when can you go on the case?"
"If the papers are ready, sir—"
"They are—everything. The Home Office has been cabled. To-morrow every British official throughout the world will be notified to render you assistance and honor your drafts."
Inspector Frawley heard with approval and consulted his watch.