“Not at all,” said Fin. “Mr. Mappin is very glad to have you here for extra protection. This spying business is getting on his nerves. He suspects that even the doormen in the house and the elevator boys are in the pay of those scoundrels.” “That’s bad! That’s bad!” said the General, with heavy concern. Mr. Mappin himself returned at this moment, and the General gobbled fresh greetings. At the same time his eyes were sharp with curiosity. “Any developments?” he asked, as they all entered the living-room. Mr. Mappin…
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