"No, I'll come along, if you don't mind," he insisted. "I want to see the end of this thing."
t was an end that came with dramatic suddenness.
Pausing before a barred door some fifty paces down the passage, they were debating what their next move would be—when suddenly it was flung open.
"Come in, gentlemen," came a suave, ironical voice. "Sorry my servants were so uncivil."
In the glare of light from beyond, Stoddard and the professor saw that it was Prince Krassnov.
He stood there unarmed, smiling.
"Is this the fellow?" rasped Major Hendricks, his automatic levelled.
"It is," said Stoddard.