“You know me?” I gasped in bewilderment.
For answer he smiled, and gave me the sign of our Order.
“How came you in the spy’s service?” I asked. “What is your name?”
“I’m Paul Shiryàlov. The General engaged me as his servant when he visited Petersburg last year.”
“You know the contents of the papers brought here by the spies?”
“I make copies of them all and forward them to the Petersburg Circle.”
“Has Lebedeff been warned?”
“Yes. He has sold his business, and is arranging to leave Paris for London.”
“And what of Natalya, his daughter?”