CHAPTER 17

MR HAVELOCK was reading a letter for the third time that morning. Twice he had consulted his managing clerk, and he was reading it for the third time when Dick Martin was shown in. “I hope I didn’t get you out of bed too early, Mr Martin, and I have to apologize for bringing you into this matter which ended, so far as you were concerned, when you returned. I had this letter this morning; I’d like you to read it.” The letter was in writing which was, by now, familiar to Dick. It bore the address of a Cairo hotel. …