On it was written: "Pass the Duke of Charmerace." "J.

GUERCHARD." "It's quite military," said the Duke, putting the card into his waistcoat pocket.
There came a knock at the door, and a tall, thin, bearded man came into the room.
"Ah, Dieusy! At last! What news ?" cried Guerchard.
Dieusy saluted: "I've learnt that a motor-van was waiting outside the next house--in the side street," he said.
"At what time ?" said Guerchard.
"Between four and five in the morning," said Dieusy.
"Who saw it ?" said Guerchard.
"A scavenger.

He thinks that it was nearly five o'clock when the van drove off." "Between four and five--nearly five.

Then they filled up the opening before they loaded the van.

I thought they would," said Guerchard, thoughtfully.