CHAPTER XII.
AMPHITRITE!...

AMPHITRITE! The _Mare Nostrum_ made another trip from Marseilles to Salonica.
Before sailing, Ferragut hunted vainly through the Paris periodicals for fresh news of Freya.

For some days past, the attention of the public had been so distracted by various other events that for the time being the spy was forgotten.
On arriving at Salonica, he made discreet inquiries among his military and marine friends in the harbor cafes.

Hardly any one had ever heard the name of Freya Talberg.

Those who had read it in the newspapers merely replied with indifference.
"I know who she is: she is a spy who was an actress,--a woman with a certain _chic_.