As for me, if one would know, I am on my way to Berlin." The bell rang.

The man looked outside and put his head once more in Bellamy's coupe.
"It is one of the gentleman who has rung," he declared.

"If anything is said about leaving the train, I shall report it at once to Monsieur." "You will do well," Bellamy answered.
The porter returned in a few moments.
"Two of the gentlemen, sir," he announced, "are undressed and in their pyjamas.

They have ordered their breakfast to be served after we leave Munich." Bellamy nodded.
"Further, sir," the man continued, coming a little closer, "one of them asked me whether the English gentleman--meaning you--was going through to London or not.

I told them that you were getting out at the next station and that I thought you were going to Berlin." "Quite right," Bellamy said.