Yet they say that he is in London.

They even declare that he was at Downing Street last night." "I know that he was there," Julia said quietly.
"You know?
You?
But they were all sure of it." He dashed his cap into a corner.
"Maraton is our man," he continued passionately.

"No one shall rob us of him.

He should have come to us.

Downing Street--blast Downing Street!" "There is no one in this world," she told him gently, "who will move Maraton from his will.