I am just a messenger." "Once in Vienna and twice in Cracow, my friend, we have met," Seaman reminded him softly but very insistently.
The other shook his head gently.

"A mistake.

I have been in Vienna once many years ago, but Cracow never." "You have no idea with whom you are talking ?" "Herr Seaman was the name, I understood." "It is a very good name," Seaman scoffed.

"Look here and think." He undid his coat and waistcoat and displayed a plain vest of chamois leather.

Attached to the left-hand side of it was a bronze decoration, with lettering and a number.