“Will Stark pass them?”
“Under restrictions. That’s all been seen to.”
At this point it appeared to Mr. Brewster that he had figured as a cipher quite long enough.
“Am I right in assuming that you are talking of my party’s departure?” he inquired.
“Yes,” said Sherwen. “The Dutch will let you through the blockade.”
“Then my cablegram reached the proper parties at Washington,” said the magnate, with an I-knew-it-would-be-that-way air.
“Thanks to Mr. Perkins.”
“Of course, of course. That will be—er—suitably attended to later.”
The Unspeakable Perk turned and regarded him fixedly; but, owing to the goggles, the expression was indeterminable.
“The fact is it would be more convenient for me to go day after to-morrow than to-morrow.”