An electric bell swizzed.
"He's there."
"Failed," grunted Cassis.
But Mr. Torrington's eyes were on the clock.
"Since he is five minutes ahead of time I imagine he has succeeded."
Doran came in.
"Mr. Cranbourne, sir."
"Alone?" Cassis rapped out the question like a pistol shot, but before there was time to answer Cranbourne burst into the room, his face aglow with excitement.
"I've done it," he said. "It's all right—terrific."
Lord Almont sprang to his feet.