"
"Will you allow me to see that letter?" she asked, extending her
hand.
"I'd rather not, if you don't mind."
"But I insist, sir! I'll not go a step from this place until I know
what all this is about."
"As it happens to concern you even more than it does me, I suppose
you'd better see what it says." He passed the letter over to her and
watched her narrowly as she read. Again the veil served as a
competent mask.
"Who wrote this letter, Mr. Schmidt?" she demanded. Even through the
veil he could see that her eyes were wide with--was it alarm or
anger?
"A man named Gourou. He is a detective engaged on a piece of work for
Mr. Totten."
"Is it a part of his duty to watch your movements?" she asked,
leaning forward.
"No. He is my friend, however," said Robin steadily." According to
this epistle, it would appear that it is a part of his duty to keep
track of you, not me. May I ask why you should be shadowed by two of
his kind?"
She did not answer at once. When she spoke, it was with a determined
effort to maintain her composure.
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