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"On a charge of espionage, at any rate. I have no doubt he owes that to ...
Yes, it was a very dark night, and he didn't recognise me until I was as near

to him as I am to you. Then ... he owes it to Hellwig."

"But what can his motive be? He's his cousin."

"The nearer the bone ... Finkelstein has a daughter, I believe?"

"Yes."

"Well, what more natural than that Hellwig should be appointed trustee to
his cousin's daughter and manager of the business?"

"I did suspect that he wants to marry Frieda."

"Ah! Motive enough! ... Waiter!"

The others watched the man. His manner was a strange compound of two
servilities--the waiter's and the German private's.

"Monsieur?"

"Bring coffee."

The waiter departed.

"I must certainly have him arrested," said Granger. "So you see, my dear

fellow, that if I manage to lay Hellwig by the heels I shall perhaps be able
to make you some return for what I owe you."

"But that won't release Max Finkelstein."

"I confess I was at that moment thinking of the daughter," said Granger
with a whimsical look at Kenneth. Pariset glanced at his friend and smiled.

"The idea of her marrying that cur!" said Kenneth.