"There," said Battle. "I've fastened the window and there will be a man on duty outside. And I'll lock this door and take the key. In the morning we'll do what the French call reconstruct the crime--Yes, Lady Eileen, what is it?" "Superintendent Battle, I must speak to you--at once." "Why, certainly, I--" George Lomax suddenly appeared, Dr. Cartwright by his side. "Ah, there you are, Battle. You'll be relieved to hear that there's nothing seriously wrong with O'Rourke." "I never thought there would be much wrong with Mr. O'Rourke," said Battle. "He's had a strong hypnotic administered to him," said the doctor. "He'll wake perfectly all right in the morning. Perhaps a bit of a head, perhaps not. Now then, young man, let's look at this bullet wound of yours." "Come on, nurse," said Jimmy to Loraine. "Come and hold the basin or my hand. Witness a strong man's agony. You know the stunt." Jimmy, Loraine and the doctor went off together. Bundle continued to throw agonized glances in the direction of Superintendent Battle, who had been buttonholed by George. The Superintendent waited patiently till a pause occurred in George's loquacity. He then swiftly took advantage of it. "I wonder, sir, if I might have a word privately with Sir Stanley? In the little study at the end there." "Certainly," said George. "Certainly. I'll go and fetch him at once." He hurried off upstairs again. Battle drew Bundle swiftly into the drawing-room and shut the door. "Now, Lady Eileen, what is it?" "I'll tell you as quickly as I can--but it's rather long and complicated." As concisely as she could, Bundle related her introduction to the Seven Dials Club and her subsequent adventures there. When she had finished, Superintendent Battle drew a long breath. For once, his facial woodenness was laid aside. "Remarkable," he said. "Remarkable. I wouldn't have believed it possible--even for you, Lady Eileen. I ought to have known better." "But you did give me a hint, Superintendent Battle. You told me to ask Bill Eversleigh." "It's dangerous to give people like you a hint, Lady Eileen. I never dreamt of your going to the lengths you have." "Well, it's all right, Superintendent Battle. My death doesn't lie at your door." "Not yet, it doesn't," said Battle grimly. He stood as though in thought, turning things over in his mind. "What Mr. Thesiger was about, letting you run into danger like that, I can't think," he said presently. "He didn't know till afterwards," said Bundle. "I'm not a complete mug, Superintendent Battle. And anyway, he's got his hands full looking after Miss Wade." "Is that so?" said the Superintendent. "Ah!" He twinkled a little. "I shall have to detail Mr. Eversleigh to look after you, Lady Eileen." "Bill!" said Bundle contemptuously. "But Superintendent Battle, you haven't heard the end of my story. The woman I saw there--Anna--No. 1. Yes, No. 1 is the Countess Radzky." And rapidly she went on to describe her recognition of the mole.