Chapter 29
"WHERE have you come from?" asked Jimmy, finding his voice.
"I should like to be able to tell you," drawled the other, "but I haven't the slightest idea. All I know is, it's three hours away and on a yacht of some kind. I want to see you, Mr. Coleman."
He was looking seriously at the disfigured face of his client.
"What has happened?" he asked.
"I'll tell you later," said Mr. Coleman gruffly. "What is the meaning of this, Collett? Where have you been?"
"I was kidnapped. May I smoke?" He took a thin gold cigarette-case from his pocket, opened it, and selected a cigarette with such care that it might have been thought that there was more than one variety. He lit the cigarette and sat down, stretching himself luxuriously in the arm-chair into which he had sunk. "I was kidnapp
