a few questions? He can tell you more than I can about the business.”
“I think that would be the best plan, Mr. Wilmott.”
The Ambassador scribbled a few words on a card and handed it to Tommy.
“I opine that you would prefer to go round to the Embassy and make your inquiries there? If not, I will have the man—his name is Richards, by the way—sent round here.”
“No, thank you, Mr. Wilmott. I should prefer to go to the Embassy.”
The Ambassador rose, glancing at his watch.
“Dear me, I shall be late for an appointment. Well, goodbye, Mr. Blunt. I leave the matter in your hands.”
He hurried away. Tommy looked at Tuppence who had been scribbling demurely on her pad