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CHAPTER IV - THE COMMANDER'S SECRET

he not been told that nothing must come between him and success ?
Well, in the end it came to that, and the man had to go, but-fortunately for Finch's conscience-it was a fair fight, and had the odds gone against him, it would have been Finch himself who died.
The young man had got away with it. Not only did he escape any suspicion concerning the matter, but he achieved his end, and handed the report of his espionage to the Admiralty, who marked him down for great things in the future.
And he believed that no one knew ! It was no wonder, then, that his curiosity was aroused by this mysterious message. There came once more a return of that weird feeling he had experienced after telephoning the Colonel. He was uneasy-expectantyes !-and fyightened !
" Come in," he said as there came a tap at the door.
" The Comte de Faucelles," said the man.
Commander Finch turned quickly round. Then he gave a start. He thought he had never seen so hateful a man as the one who now stood before him ! The dead-white face-the dark, deep-set eyes-the thin red lips-and worst of all ! But here he stopped, for the man was meeting his horrified gaze with one of patient tolerance. He had noticed the impression he had made on the Commander, and for a moment a gleam of bitter hatred flashed across the pallid face ... the jolly Commander had made a deadly enemy !
" You are surprised to see me, Commander ?" The Comte spoke perfect English, without even the slightest trace of an accent.
Finch pulled himself together.
" Well, now that you mention it, monsieur, I am," he replied.
" And you were not going to see me till you saw my

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