Kaye is Puzzled.
Having seen Edith as far as the Grand Hotel, I re-entered the fiacre and at once drove back to my own rooms, where I found the chief of the secret service awaiting me.
“What do you mean by saying that you know that lady?” I inquired breathlessly.
“Simply that we know her, that’s all,” he replied, with an air of mystery.
“Look here, Kaye,” I said, “just tell me plainly and straightforwardly what you know regarding her?”
“She’s a person to be avoided, that’s all.”
“To be avoided!” I echoed. “Why, surely she has no connection with the persons you are watching? She lives in Norfolk, in a little country village, and scarcely ever comes abroad.”
“I know it,” he answered with his sphinx-like smile. “She lives at Great Ryburgh, near Fakenham, is in possession of a fair income, and has a maiden aunt as companion.”
“How did you know that?” I demanded in surprise.
“It is our duty to know all who are the enemies of England.”