Only Vasa knew of their existence outside myself and my dead father.

He, therefore, must be the assassin.

I shall hunt for him, and, when I find him, I shall have him arrested." "But you can't possibly recognize the man after thirty years ?" argued Braddock disbelievingly.
"I have a royal memory for faces," said Don Pedro imperturbably, "and in the past I saw much of Vasa.

He was then a young sailor of twenty." "Humph!" muttered Braddock.

"He is now fifty, and must have changed in thirty years.