"Tell me what this means, and why you deceived us about Lawrence." "We've something to show you," Grim answered.

"Mrs.Ticknor brought it; otherwise it might have been seen by the wrong people." Feisul took the hint and dismissed the Syrian officers, calling them by their first names as he gave them "leave to go." Then Mabel produced the letter and Feisul read it, crossing one thin leg over the other and leaning back easily.

But he sat forward again and laughed bitterly when he had read it twice over.
"I didn't write this.

I never saw it before, or heard of it," he said simply.
"I know that," said Grim.

"But we thought you'd better look at it." Feisul laid the letter across his knee and paused to light a cigarette.
I thought he was going to do what nine men out of ten in a tight place would certainly have done; but he blew out the match, and went on smoking.
"You mean your government has seen the thing, and sent you to confront me with it ?" It was Grim's turn to laugh, and he was jubilant without a trace of bitterness.
"No.