Bundle Brent

I think I should recognize number five, she said at last.

He's got a queer way of speaking, a kind of venomous, lisping way, that I think I'd know again.

What about the Englishman?

Bundle shook her head.

I saw him least, only a glimpse, and he's got a very ordinary voice, except that he's a big man.

There's nothing much to go by.'

"'There's the woman, of course,' continued Jimmy.

"'She ought to be easier.

But then you're not likely to run across her.

She's probably putting in the dirty work being taken out to dinner by amorous cabinet ministers and getting state secrets out of them when they've had a couple of drinks.

At least that's how it's done in books.'

As a matter of fact, the only cabinet minister I know drinks hot water with a dash of lemon in it.

Take George Lomax, for instance.

Can you imagine him being amorous with beautiful foreign women?

said Bundle with a laugh.

Jimmy agreed with their criticism.

And now about the man of mystery, number seven, went on Jimmy.

You've no idea who he could be?

None whatever.

Again, by book standard, that is.