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 next to the data in that report. It'd be LIke advertisin' your safe-combination to"

"I know all that."

"Well, there was a certain foreign guy got hold o' that report."

"Who was it?"

"A capper for Keudell."

"But who?"

"The same capper that got hold of our secret signal code book from the destroyer Hull last summer."

"How do you know that?"

"B'cause I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of the boob of an ensign who gave up the book and faced a court-martial for it, a few weeks ago, on the Oregon."

"Where was the Oregon when that court-martial was held?"

"Anchored in San Francisco Bay," was the girl's answer.

For a moment or two Chief Blynn of the Secret Service stared out of the broad window of the Treasury Building. Just beyond that window was the Washington Monument, and behind that the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, where the electric elevators were rising and dipping with their