Do you know Mr.Hardwick, editor of the _Daily Bugle_ ?" "Yes, I know him; but I don't like him, nor his paper either." "Well, neither do the Russians, for that matter, by this time, and I merely wish to tell you that if it hadn't been for his action, and for the promptness of a member of his staff, I should have failed in this mission.

I was drugged by the Russian police and robbed.

Miss Baxter, who was on the train, saw something of what was going forward, and succeeded, most deftly, in despoiling the robbers.

I was lying insensible at the time and helpless.

She secured the document and handed it back to me when we had crossed the frontier, leaving in the hands of the Russians a similar envelope containing a copy of the _Daily Bugle_; therefore, uncle, if in future you can do anything to oblige Mr.
Hardwick, you will help in a measure to cancel the obligation which our family owes to him." "My dear boy, I shall be delighted to do so.