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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