to pass into those which I consider entirely trustworthy."
"The devil!" Captain Osborne leaped from his chair quaking with fury. "You dare accuse me of disloyalty!"
"Now you mention it. …" Lanyard cocked his head to one side with a maddening effect of deliberation. "No," he concluded—"no; I wouldn't accuse you of intentional treason, monsieur; for that would involve an imputation of intelligence. …"
He opened the door and nodded pleasantly to Crane and the third officer.
"Good-night, gentlemen," he said silkily. "Oh, and you, too, Captain Osborne—good-night, I'm sure."
