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Chapter 10 I SHOW MY HAND-1
Chapter 10 I SHOW MY HANDOn my return to London next day I made inquiry at the Admiralty and learned that the battleship Bulwarkwas lying at Palermo, therefore I telegraphed to Jack Durnford, and late the same afternoon his reply came at the Cecil:— "Due in London twentieth. Dine with me at club that evening—Jack." The twentieth! That meant nearly a month of inactivity. In that time I could cross to Abo, make inquiries there, and ascertain, perhaps, if Elma Heath were actually dead as Chater had declared. Two facts struck me as remarkable: Baron Oberg was said to be Polish, while the dark-bearded proprietor of the restaurant in Westbourne Grove was also of the same nationality. Then I recollected that pretty little enameled cross that Mackenzie had found in Rannoch Wood, and
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