"
"I think I can guess," Walter said softly.
Dunn shook his head.
"No one could," he said. "I tell you I've doubted, distrusted,
suspected till I wasn't sure of my own shadow. Well, that's all
over now. Tomorrow we can act."
"Tell me what I'm to do," Walter Dunsmore said.
"There's a whole lot I don't understand yet," Dunn continued slowly.
"I suppose it was that that was making me feel so jolly down before
you came. I don't feel sure somehow--not sure. Deede Dawson is
such a cunning brute. He seems to have laid his whole hand bare,
and yet there may be cards up his sleeve still. Besides, his plan
he told me about seems so bald. And I don't understand why he
should think he is so sure of what I--I mean, of what Rupert
--it's a bit confusing to have a double identity--is going to do.
He says he is sure Rupert Dunsmore is to be at the Brook Bourne
Spring tomorrow at four. He says his information is certain, and
that he has full knowledge of what Rupert Dunsmore is going to do,
which is more than I have. But what can it be that's making him
so sure?"
"That's probably simple enough," said Walter. "You said you
suspected there was a leakage from Burns & Swift's office, and you
told Burns to make misleading statements about your movements
occasionally when he was dictating his letters. Well, I expect this
is one.
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