A sentry appeared instantly.
“Tell Major Brusati I wish to see him at once,” he said.
“Yes, Excellency,” replied the man, who saluted and retired.
“This affair, Signor Waldron, is a most serious one for us,” he said a few moments later. “You see yonder. There is the safe in which the plans were—”
At that moment he was interrupted by the entrance of a burly major of artillery in dark blue uniform with the broad yellow stripe down his blue-grey trousers.
“Brusati, I want Corporal Tonini, Number 34876 19th Regiment of Bersiglieri to be called here at once. This gentleman, Signor Waldron, of the British Embassy, desires an interview with him in private.”
“Benissimo, Excellency,” replied the Major, saluting. “I will telephone over to the barracks at once.”
“And let me know as soon as he arrives.”
“Immediately, Excellency.”
And the officer turned upon his heel and left.