“That’s right,” said Battle, as Mosgorovsky leapt up and came round toBundle. “Get a chair for her. It’s been a bit of a shock, I can see.”
Bundle sank down on the chair. She felt limp and faint with surprise.
Battle went on talking in a quiet, comfortable way wholly characteristic ofhim.
“You didn’t expect to see me, Lady Eileen. No, and no more did some ofthe others sitting round the table. Mr. Mosgorovsky’s been my lieutenantin a manner of speaking. He’s been in the know all along. But most of theothers have taken their orders blindly from him.”
Still Bundle said no word. She was—a most unusual state of affairs forher—simply incapable1 of speech.
Battle nodded at her comprehendingly, seeming to understand the stateof her feelings.
“You’ll have to get rid of one or two preconceived ideas of yours, I’mafraid, Lady Eileen. About this society, for instance—I know it’s commonenough in books—a secret organization of criminals with a mysterious su-percriminal at the head of it whom no one ever sees. That sort of thingmay exist in real life, but I can only say that I’ve never come across any-thing of the sort, and I’ve had a good deal of experience one way or an-other.
“But there’s a lot of romance in the world, Lady Eileen. People, espe-cially young people, like reading about such things, and they like still bet-ter really doing them. I’m going to introduce you now to a very creditableband of amateurs that has done remarkably2 fine work for my Department,work that nobody else could have done. If they’ve chosen rather melodra-matic trappings, well, why shouldn’t they? They’ve been willing to facereal danger—danger of the very worst kind—and they’ve done it for thesereasons: love of danger for its own sake—which to my mind is a veryhealthy sign in these Safety First days—and an honest wish to serve theircountry.
“And now, Lady Eileen, I’m going to introduce you. First of all, there’sMr. Mosgorovsky, whom you already know in a manner of speaking. Asyou’re aware, he runs the club and he runs a host of other things too. He’sour most valuable Secret Anti-Bolshevist Agent in England. No 5 is CountAndras of the Hungarian Embassy, a very near and dear friend of the lateGerald Wade3. No 4 is Mr. Hayward Phelps, an American journalist, whoseBritish sympathies are very keen and whose aptitude4 for scenting5 ‘news’ isremarkable. No 3—”
He stopped, smiling, and Bundle stared dumbfounded into the sheepish,grinning face of Bill Eversleigh.
“No 2,” went on Battle in a graver voice, “can only show an empty place.
It is the place belonging to Mr. Ronald Devereux, a very gallant6 young gen-tleman who died for his country if any man ever did. No 1—well, No 1 wasMr. Gerald Wade, another very gallant gentleman who died in the sameway. His place was taken—not without some grave misgivings7 on my part—by a lady—a lady who has proved her fitness to have it and who hasbeen a great help to us.”
The last to do so, No 1, removed her mask, and Bundle looked withoutsurprise into the beautiful, dark face of Countess Radzky.
“I might have known,” said Bundle resentfully, “that you were too com-pletely the beautiful foreign adventuress to be anything of the kindreally.”
“But you don’t know the real joke,” said Bill. “Bundle, this is Babe St.
Maur—you remember my telling you about her and what a ripping act-ress she was—and she’s about proved it.”
“That’s so,” said Miss Maur in pure transatlantic nasal. “But it’s not a ter-rible lot of credit to me, because Poppa and Momma came from that partof Yurrup—so I got the patter fairly easy. Gee8, but I nearly gave myselfaway once at the Abbey, talking about gardens.”
She paused and then said abruptly9:
“It’s—it’s not been just fun. You see, I was kinder engaged to Ronny, andwhen he handed in his checks—well, I had to do something to track downthe skunk10 who murdered him. That’s all.”
“I’m completely bewildered,” said Bundle. “Nothing is what it seems.”
“It’s very simple, Lady Eileen,” said Superintendent11 Battle. “It beganwith some of the young people wanting a bit of excitement. It was Mr.
Wade who first got on to me. He suggested the formation of a band ofwhat you might call amateur workers to do a bit of secret service work. Iwarned him that it might be dangerous—but he wasn’t the kind to weighthat in the balance. I made it plain to him that anyone who came in mustdo so on that understanding. But, bless you, that wasn’t going to stop anyof Mr. Wade’s friends. And so the thing began.”
“But what was the object of it all?” asked Bundle.
“We wanted a certain man—wanted him badly. He wasn’t an ordinarycrook. He worked in Mr. Wade’s world, a kind of Raffles12, but much moredangerous than any Raffles ever was or could be. He was out for big stuff,international stuff. Twice already valuable secret inventions had beenstolen, and clearly stolen by someone who had inside knowledge. The pro-fessionals had had a try—and failed. Then the amateurs took on—and suc-ceeded.”
“Succeeded?”
“Yes—but they didn’t come out of it unscathed. The man was dangerous.
Two lives fell victim to him and he got away with it. But the Seven Dialsstuck to it. And as I say they succeeded. Thanks to Mr. Eversleigh, the manwas caught at last red-handed.”
“Who was he?” asked Bundle. “Do I know him?”
“You know him very well, Lady Eileen. His name is Mr. Jimmy Thesiger,and he was arrested this afternoon.”

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