About noon
Some one in the Embassy would be very willing to oblige the Heir Presumptive by betraying me . And it was only reasonable to suppose the Duke had already arranged for it . It was one of those `` trifles '' which , as Courtney had said , would not be overlooked . About noon , Bernheim came in with a card in his fingers and a queer smile about his firm-set lips . I took the card . `` The devil ! '' I exclaimed .