"You are shortly to be promoted
to a post which no one is better fitted to occupy. You enjoy
great domestic happiness, and you possess a son in whom you
repose great hopes. In this respect Chief Inspector, I resemble
you."
Kerry's nostrils were widely dilated, but he did not speak.
"You see," continued the Eurasian, "I know many things about you.
Indeed, I have watched your career with interest. Now, to be
brief, a great scandal may be averted and a woman's reputation
preserved if you and I, as men of the world, can succeed in
understanding one another."
"I don't want to understand you," said Kerry bluntly. "But
you've said enough already to justify me in blowing this
whistle." He drew a police whistle from his overcoat pocket.
"This house is being watched."
"I am aware of the fact," murmured Zani Chada.
"There are two people in it I want for two different reasons. If
you say much more there may be three."
Chada raised his hand slowly.
"Put back your whistle, Chief Inspector."
There was a curious restraint in the Eurasian's manner which
Kerry distrusted, but for which at the time he was at a loss to
account. Then suddenly he determined that the man was waiting
for something, listening for some sound.
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