Inside the cabin the detective hurriedly opened drawers, turned over bed-clothes, tapped partitions and felt in boots. Then with an expression of disappointment he turned to the door.
Chapter XI.
In the corridor the two men stood face to face.
"Have you found them?" asked Carmichael hoarsely.
"No. They have sunk in the sea!" replied the other.
Chapter XII.
Across the smooth waters of the English Channel a motor-boat moved swiftly. In the bows the Foreign Secretary and the detective gazed earnestly forward.
Presently the latter clutched Carmichael's arm with an oath. Another boat had come into view, and they perceived that a diver in full costume was climbing into it.
The motor-boat came to a stop alongside the other. It could be seen that the diver held in his hand a ball of paper.