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"
Good
God
,
"
I
cried
,
"
and
we
have
not
a
rag
of
a
clue
.
"
"
Besides
,
"
said
Whittaker
,
"
there
is
the
post
.
By
this
time
the
news
will
be
on
its
way
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
the
Frenchman
.
"
You
do
not
understand
the
habits
of
the
spy
.
He
receives
personally
his
reward
,
and
he
delivers
personally
his
intelligence
.
We
in
France
know
something
of
the
breed
.
There
is
still
a
chance
,
mes
amis
.
These
men
must
cross
the
sea
,
and
there
are
ships
to
be
searched
and
ports
to
be
watched
.
Believe
me
,
the
need
is
desperate
for
both
France
and
Britain
.
"
Royer
's
grave
good
sense
seemed
to
pull
us
together
.
He
was
the
man
of
action
among
fumblers
.
But
I
saw
no
hope
in
any
face
,
and
I
felt
none
.
Where
among
the
fifty
millions
of
these
islands
and
within
a
dozen
hours
were
we
to
lay
hands
on
the
three
cleverest
rogues
in
Europe
?
Then
suddenly
I
had
an
inspiration
.
"
Where
is
Scudder
's
book
?
"
I
cried
to
Sir
Walter
.
"
Quick
,
man
,
I
remember
something
in
it
.
"
He
unlocked
the
door
of
a
bureau
and
gave
it
to
me
.
I
found
the
place
.
"
Thirty-nine
steps
,
"
I
read
,
and
again
,
"
Thirty-nine
steps
--
I
counted
them
--
High
tide
,
10.17
p.m.
"
The
Admiralty
man
was
looking
at
me
as
if
he
thought
I
had
gone
mad
.
"
Do
n't
you
see
it
's
a
clue
,
"
I
shouted
.
"
Scudder
knew
where
these
fellows
laired
--
he
knew
where
they
were
going
to
leave
the
country
,
though
he
kept
the
name
to
himself
.
Tomorrow
was
the
day
,
and
it
was
some
place
where
high
tide
was
at
10.17
.
