Devil take those emeralds! Always the same; trouble wherever they were.
The real danger would rise during the convalescence.

Kitty would be contriving to drop in frequently; not to see Hawksley especially, but her initial success in playing hide and seek with secret agents, friendly and otherwise, had tickled her fancy.

For a while it would be an exciting game; then it might become only a means to an end.

Well, it should not be.
Was there a girl! Already Hawksley had recorded her beauty.

Very well; the first sign of sentimental nonsense, and out he should go, Karlov or no Karlov.