You see, there are several circumstances that
are unusual about this case."
"How so?"
"Well, Buck is clever--there's no gainsaying that--quite at the top of
the profession. Then, he's expecting me."
"You?"
"They're a queer lot," Frawley explained with a touch of pride. "Crooks
are full of little vanities. You see, Bucky knows I've never dropped a
trail, and I think it's rather gotten on his nerves. I think he wasn't
satisfied until he dared me. He's very odd--very odd indeed. It's a
little personal. I doubt, sir, if I bring him back alive."
"Inspector Frawley," said the new Secretary, "I hope I have sufficiently
impressed upon you the importance of your mission."
Frawley stared at his chief in surprise.
"I'm to stick to him until I get him," he said in wonder; "that's all,
isn't it, sir?"
The Secretary, annoyed by his lack of imagination, essayed a final
phrase.
"Inspector, this is my last word," he said with a frown; "remember that
you represent Her Majesty's government--you are Her Majesty's
government! I have confidence in you.
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