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e with you. The railway last night for twenty miles back was held up for State purposes. We none of us know why, and it doesn’t do to be too curious over here, but they have an idea that you are either a journalist or a spy.”

“Civis Britannicus sum!” the boy answered, with a laugh.

“It doesn’t quite mean what it used to, sir,” the man answered quietly.

CHAPTER II

AT THE CAFÉ MONTMARTRE

Exactly a week later, at five minutes after midnight, Guy Poynton, in evening dress, entered the Café Montmartre, in Paris. He made his way through the heterogeneous little crowd of men and women who were drinking at the bar, past the scarlet-coated orchestra, into the inner room, where the tables were laid for supper. Monsieur Albert, satisfied with the appearance of his new client, led him at once to a small table, submitted the wine card, and summoned a waiter. With some difficulty, as his French was very li