"I had already arranged," he explained, "to go to France for my
lunch; but I am delighted to have someone to lunch with me. You
see, I had to send that beast, the Marquis, over with his bomb,
because the President had his eye on me, though God knows how. I'll
tell you the s********e day. It was perfectly choking. Whenever I
tried to slip out of it I saw the President somewhere, smiling out
of the bow-window of a club, or taking off his hat to me from the
top of an omnibus. I tell you, you can say what you like, that
fellow sold himself to the devil; he can be in six places at
once."
"So you sent the Marquis off, I understand," asked the
Professor. "Was it long ago? Shall we be in time to catch him?"
"Yes," answered the new guide, "I've timed it all. He'll still
be at Calais wh
