The appetizing breakfast put the Major in excellent humor, and he drew forth his "sailing orders" as he lit his first cheroot.

Seated in a window recess, he watched the hotel frontage, while he read the imperative lines again.

They were explicit enough and had been dictated en reine.

"Meet me at the Musee Rath, in the vestibule at two o'clock.

He leaves here at one-thirty.