CHAPTER XVI

I TRACK ZARMI “What does it mean?” said Nayland Smith wearily, looking at me through the haze of tobacco smoke which lay between us. “A well-known man like Sir Baldwin Frazer is decoyed away—undoubtedly by the woman Zarmi; and up to the present moment not so much as a trace of him can be found. It is mortifying to think that with all the facilities of New Scotland Yard at our disposal we cannot trace that damnable cab! We cannot find the head-quarters of the group—we cannot _move_! To sit here inactive whilst Sir B…