The Secret Adversary

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The car swept up the drive, and stopped before the porch. The chauffeur
looked round for orders.

"Turn the car first, George. Then ring the bell, and get back to your
place. Keep the engine going, and be ready to scoot like hell when I
give the word."

"Very good, sir."

The front door was opened by the butler. Kramenin felt the muzzle of the
revolver pressed against his ribs.

"Now," hissed Julius. "And be careful."

The Russian beckoned. His lips were white, and his voice was not very
steady: