THE SECRET ADVERSARY BY AGATHA CHRISTIE

meeting is essential–to define my policy. I can do nothing without–Mr. Brown.

He is here?”

The change in the German’s voice was audible as he replied with slight

hesitation:

“We have received a message. It is impossible for him to be present in

person.” He stopped, giving a curious impression of having left the sentence

unfinished.

A very slow smile overspread the face of the other. He looked round at a

circle of uneasy faces.

“Ah! I understand. I have read of his methods. He works in the dark and

trusts no one. But, all the same, it is possible that he is among us now….”

He looked round him again, and again that expression of fear swept over the

group. Each man seemed eyeing his neighbour doubtfully.

The Russian tapped his cheek.

“So be it. Let us proceed.”

The German seemed to pull himself together. He indicated the place he had

been occupying at the head of the table. The Russian demurred, but the other

insisted.

“It is the only possible place,” he said, “for–Number One. Perhaps Number

Fourteen will shut the door?”

In another moment Tommy was once more confronting bare wooden panels, and

the voices within had sunk once more to a mere undistinguishable murmur. Tommy

became restive. The conversation he had overheard had stimulated his curiosity.

He felt that, by hook or by crook, he must hear more.

There was no sound from below, and it did not seem likely that the

doorkeeper would come upstairs. After listening intently for a minute or two,

he put his head round the curtain. The passage was deserted. Tommy bent down

and removed his shoes, then, leaving them behind the curtain, he walked gingerly

out on his stockinged feet, and kneeling down by the closed door he laid his ear

cautiously to the crack. To his intense annoyance he could distinguish little

more; just a chance word here and there if a voice was raised, which merely

served to whet his curiosity still farther.

He eyed the handle of the door tentatively. Could he turn it by degrees so

gently and imperceptibly that those in the room would notice nothing? He

decided that with great care it could be done. Very slowly, a fraction of an

inch at a time, he moved it round, holding his breath in his excessive care. A

little more–a little more still–would it never be finished? Ah! at last it

would turn no farther.

He stayed so for a minute or two, then drew a deep breath, and pressed it

ever so slightly inward. The door did not budge. Tommy was annoyed. If he had

to use too much force, it would almost certainly creak. He waited until the

voices rose a little, then he tried again. Still nothing happened. He increased

the pressure. Had the beastly thing stuck? Finally, in desperation, he pushed

with all his might. But the door remained firm, and at last the truth dawned

upon him. It was locked or bolted on the inside.

For a moment or two Tommy’s indignation got the better of him.

“Well, I’m damned!” he said. “What a dirty trick!”

As his indignation cooled, he prepared to face the situation. Clearly the

first thing to be done was to restore the handle to its original position. If

he let it go suddenly, the men inside would be almost certain to notice it, so,

with the same infinite pains, he reversed his former tactics. All went well,

and with a sigh of relief the young man rose to his feet. There was a certain

bulldog tenacity about Tommy that made him slow to admit defeat. Checkmated for

the moment, he was far from abandoning the conflict. He still intended to hear

what was going on in the locked room. As one plan had failed, he must hunt about

for another.

He looked round him. A little farther along the passage on the left was a

second door. He slipped silently along to it. He listened for a moment or two,

then tried the handle. It yielded, and he slipped inside.

The room, which was untenanted, was furnished as a bedroom. Like everything

else in the house, the furniture was falling to pieces, and the dirt was, if

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