know anything about you when they first held you prisoner. You are sure
that you did not in any way disclose your identity?"
Tommy shook his head.
"That's so," said Julius with a nod. "Therefore I reckon some one put
them wise--and not earlier than Sunday afternoon."
"Yes, but who?"
"That almighty omniscient Mr. Brown, of course!"
There was a faint note of derision in the American's voice which made
Sir James look up sharply.
"You don't believe in Mr. Brown, Mr. Hersheimmer?"
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