"A Hun?" asked Claverhouse eagerly.
"Probably," replied Harborough. "Although just now he pretends he's a Swede. From guarded inquiries that I made at the Foreign Office I find that his papers are in order and that he's a native of Stockholm. If he isn't a Hun, he's probably a pro-German. Most Swedes are or were, because their country is practically contiguous to Germany and also because of the Huns' propaganda in Sweden during the war. Fear of her old enemy, Russia, also made her inclined towards Germany. But if Kristian Borgen is a Swede, he's plenty of Hun pals, amongst them some of the survivors of the Nürnburg."
"Where is the man?" asked Villiers.
"Here, in England," replied the baronet. "Actually in Southampton and taking steps to fit out a rival expedition. Of course as a Swede he is quite at liberty to do so; it is only if he can be proved to be a Hun that we can take action. Personally I like rivalry. It gives a zest to things, provided it is fair and above board, but there's something in the other organization that isn't, as we say in the Service, jonnick."
"Meaning that scrap on the Downs?" remarked Beverley.
"Yes, and the loss of the attaché-case," replied Harborough. "That alone is sufficient to let us know that Kristian Borgen—if my surmise is correct—means business."
"Sufficient, I think, to justify the case being reported to the police," said Claverhouse.
Sir Hugh shook his head.
"I wouldn't have people say that I brought in the police for the purpose of obtaining a free hand in the Fusi Yama treasure-hunt," declared Harborough. "In fact, the least we say about the Fusi Yama for the present the better."
"But why does the fellow come to England to fit out an expedition?" inquired Swaine.