“_Gut_,” said von Stromberg rising. “That perhaps makes matters more
amusing for us--perhaps a little more amusing for Herr Hammersley.”
He paced the floor with long strides while Rizzio watched him until he
stopped before the fire and spoke again.
“Herr Rizzio, you have told me about the events in Scotland when, as
you say, Hammersley, acting as an Englishman, warned the lady against
you as an agent of Germany. What I would like very much to know is why,
when you were sure he was acting for England, you did not have him
killed at once.”
“I tried, Excellenz, but he was too well prepared for me. My men shot
at him on the road and wounded him slightly--but on the cliffs at
Ben-a-Chielt he had a confederate who killed one of my men. The other,
as I have related, fell over the cliffs.”
“But you”--put in the officer harshly--“what were _you_ doing all the
while?”
“I shot at him and missed.”
“That was unfortunate--from our point of view. It is not the custom of
agents of my department to miss--at anything, Herr Rizzio. But since
Hammersley is here, the damage, if damage there is, can be repaired.
What did you do after that?”
“I had reason to suspect that Hammersley was the cause of the arrest
of Captain Byfield. I had also reason to suspect that he had informed,
or would inform, the War Office as to my connection with Germany.
Accordingly I had made arrangements to have my boat within easy
reaching distance of Ben-a-Chielt. With the help of two other men who
had been set to watch the roads in case of surprises I kept watch on
Hammersley. Miss Mather we lost in the darkness of the moor. This
was unfortunate, as I had planned to take her, too. But we followed
Hammersley on horses to Rudha Mor to be sure that he would obey your
summons and fortune aided us, for Doris Mather had followed him, too,
and we managed to take her without difficulty--and brought her aboard
the yacht. Hammersley’s departure for Germany, of course, relieved me
of all responsibility on his behalf.”
Von Stromberg paused before the fireplace, his brows puckering.
“On the whole, Herr Rizzio, you have done well. I shall not complain.
But if your story is true, I should like you to tell me two things. The
first is, why should Herr Hammersley return to Germany to face certain
death at my hands?”
Rizzio shrugged his fine shoulders.
“Excellenz, I do not know. I did not think he would come when I sent
you my request to summon him. The knowledge he possessed was dangerous
to me and I had made every possible plan to kill him at Rudha Mor.
Nothing that could have happened surprised me more than when I saw him
fly out in obedience to your message. It has puzzled me. I do not know
why he came unless it was to learn something in Germany and return to
England.”
Von Stromberg gave a dry chuckle.
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