We told our story in turns, interrupting one another and being interrupted by Rene.
The officer turned on the banker savagely, ordered him sent to the rear, and smiled at Grim again.
Then he picked up the banker's belongings, including the two packages, and tossed them after him with an air of utter contempt.
Whereat he smiled at all of us.
"And you are quite sure that the Emir Feisul has escaped ?" he asked.
"Well, there are those whom the news will annoy, which is too bad, but can't be helped.

For myself, I cannot say that I shall shed tears.
Madame..." He looked straight at Mabel.

"Major..." He met Grim's eyes and smiled.

"Messieurs ..." It was my turn, and Narayan Singh's; his steady stare was good and made you feel like shaking hands with him.
"Monsieur Scapin (Clown)..." That was meant for Jeremy, and they both laughed.

"You have been adroit, but do you think I could depend on your discretion ?" We did our best to look discreet.
"You see, Madame et Messieurs, this is not warfare.