"No, and I fancy there aren't many of them who would have done as
well as you did today, either!"

"Oh. yes, they would! That wasn't anything. We'd better get to
bed now. I think we ought to report just as early as we can in
the morning. If we get away by seven o'clock, it won't be a bit
too early."

"All right. I'll be ready. Good-night, Harry!"

"Good-night, Dick!"

Morning saw them up on time, and off to Ealing. There Colonel
Throckmorton gave them their orders.

"I've requisitioned motorcycles for you," he said. "Make sure of
the location of the house, so that you can mark it on an ordnance
map for me. Then use your own judgment, but find the next house.
I have had letters prepared for you that will introduce you to
either the mayor or the military commander in any town you reach
and you will get quarters for the night, if you need them. Where
do you think your search will lead you, Fleming?"

He eyed Harry sharply as he asked the question. "Somewhere on the
East coast, I think, sir," replied Harry.

"Well, that remains to be seen. Report by telegraph, using this
code. It's a simplified version of the official code, but it
contains all you will need to use. That is all."