"Meanwhile, this being but Wednesday, we have our work to do."
"Which is not so simple after all, as one studies the situation. Mr.
Armitage is here, quite within reach. We suspect him of being a person of
distinction. He evinced unusual interest in a certain document that was
once in your own hands--"
"_Our_ own hands, if you would be accurate!"
"You are captious; but granted so, we must get them back. The gentleman
is dwelling in a bungalow on the mountain side, for greater convenience
in watching events and wooing the lady of his heart's desire. We employed
a clumsy clown to put him out of the world; but he dies hard, and now we
have got to get rid of him. But if he hasn't the papers on his clothes
then you have this pleasant scheme for kidnapping him, getting him down
to your steamer at Baltimore and cruising with him until he is ready to
come to terms. The American air has done much for your imagination, my
dear Jules; or possibly the altitude of the hills has over-stimulated
it."
"You are not the fool you look, my dear Durand. You have actually taken a
pretty fair grasp of the situation.
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