The Secret Adversary
11. Julius Tells A Story
DRESSED appropriately, Tuppence duly sallied forth for her "afternoon out." Albert was
in temporary abeyance, but Tuppence went herself to the stationer's to make quite sure
that nothing had come for her. Satisfied on this point, she made her way to the Ritz. On
inquiry she learnt that Tommy had not yet returned. It was the answer she had expected,
but it was another nail in the coffin of her hopes. She resolved to appeal to Mr. Carter,
telling him when and where Tommy had started on his quest, and asking him to do
something to trace him. The prospect of his aid revived her mercurial spirits, and she next
inquired for Julius Hersheimmer. The reply she got was to the effect that he had returned
about half an hour ago, but had gone out immediately.
Tuppence's spirits revived still more. It would be something to see Julius. Perhaps he
could devise some plan for finding out what had become of Tommy. She wrote her note
to Mr. Carter in Julius's sitting-room, and was just addressing the envelope when the door
"What the hell----" began Julius, but checked himself abruptly. "I beg your pardon, Miss
Tuppence. Those fools down at the office would have it that Beresford wasn't here any
longer--hadn't been here since Wednesday. Is that so?"
"You don't know where he is?" she asked faintly.
"I? How should I know? I haven't had one darned word from him, though I wired him
"I expect your wire's at the office unopened."
"But where is he?"
"I don't know. I hoped you might."
"I tell you I haven't had one darned word from him since we parted at the depot on
"Waterloo. Your London and South Western road."
"Waterloo?" frowned Tuppence.
"Why, yes. Didn't he tell you?"