second only to that which encompasses a President of the United
States. Always some man of the service would be watching those
who watched her. This was going to develop into a game of small
nets, one or two victims at a time. Because these enemies of
civilization lacked coherence in action there would be slim chance
of rounding them up in bulk. But from now on men would vanish - one
here, a pair there, perhaps on occasion four or five. And those who
had known them would know them no more. The policy would be that
employed by the British in the submarine campaign - mysterious
silence after the evanishment.

"It's all so exciting!" said Kitty. "But that poor old man Gregor!
He had a wonderful violin, Cutty; and sometimes I used to hear him
play folklore music - sad, haunting melodies."

"We'll know in a little while what's become of him. I doubt there
is a foreign organization in the city that hasn't one or more of
our men on the inside. A word will be dropped somewhere. I'm
rarely active on this side of the Atlantic; and what I'm doing now
is practically due to interest. But every active operative in New
York, Boston, Philadelphia, and Chicago is on the lookout for a
man who, if left free, will stir up a lot of trouble. He has
leadership, this Boris Karlov, a former intimate here of Trotzky's.
We have reason to believe that he slipped through the net in San
Francisco. Probably under a cleverly forged passport. Now please
describe the man who came in with the policeman. I haven't had
time to make inquiries at the precinct, where they will have a
minute description of him."

"He made me think of a gorilla, just as I told you. His face was