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"You Reg, will go to Peking with Tako Kakuta and conclude the negotiations for the purchase of our territory. You have already discussed how we shall pay the purchase price, namely, in monthly instalments of 500 million dollars, so that we will complete payments in fourteen months."

"For the rest of you I would like to outline roughly a plan to speed up our industrial production and increase our output."



"But before we discuss any further details of this plan, would you please read this newspaper article. Then, let me know whether you recall any additional data of the incident described here. Finally, present me with your ideas how we may make use of this affair for our own purposes."




CHAPTER TWO


The London night air was filled with heavy fog. A bone chilling humidity rose from the waters of the Thames, crept into the clothes of men and made them shiver.

Late that night, a shabbily dressed man crossed the Vauxhall Bridge, then walked along the left riverbank along Grosvenor Road. He had turned up his collar and pulled his hat down over his ears, as if he intended to hide his face.

Behind the gas works the man turned to the right, crossed St. George Square toward Lupus Street and then turned into Alderney Street.

He stopped before a heavy teak door and rang the bell.

An elderly heavyset lady opened it after a while and inquired what he wanted.

"I want to see Mr. Barry, please."

"I am sorry, sir. I canТt possibly disturb him at this late hour. Mr. Barry is just ready to retire, and you see that I myself-"

"That you, too, were ready to go to bed. I am sorry to have disturbed you, but itТs a different story with Mr. Barry. He wonТt think any more about going to sleep as soon as he sees me."

"Who should I announce, sir?"

"DonТt bother announcing me. I know my way. Thanks a lot."

"How dare you!" exclaimed the outraged woman, as the man pushed ruthlessly through the scarcely opened door. Now the bright hall light showed up his rather questionable appearance. "Who are you? I canТt let you come in!"

"Thank you very much, madam, and please donТt bother yourself any more."Hiram Barry was still sitting at his writing desk, not at all about to retire for the night. The light of his desk lamp illuminated the writing pad, and the rest of the room was in darkness.

"DidnТt you want to go to bed, Milly?" said Barry as he heard the door open behind him."Milly is going to bed," declared the visitor.

The sound of his deep voice made Barry turn around, startled. Only a shadow was visible in the darkness, but the voice had given the intruder away. This voice was unforgettable for Hiram Barry.

"Adams," he moaned.

"Homer G. Adams," completed the visitor. "I hope that I did not come at an inopportune time."

"No, of course not, Adams. My house is open any time of the day for you. You know that certainly."

"The things that I do know are far back in the past. But I do remember them, and that is the important thing. DonТt you agree, Barry?"