He's, after all, a neutral.

Besides, there was nothing definite in his letter.

But now----" "Now you can deal with him ?" asked Hillyard eagerly.
"To be sure," replied the Commodore.

"We have no proof here to put him on his trial.

But we have reasonable ground for believing him to be in communication with our enemies for the purpose of damaging us, and that's quite enough to lock him up until the end of the war." He reached out his hand for the telephone and asked for a number.
"I am ringing up Scotland Yard," he said to Hillyard over the top of the instrument; and immediately Hillyard heard a tiny voice speaking as if summoned from another planet.
"Hallo!" cried Graham.