Besides, I'm minded to play their own game for them, a bit. Do you
think Lotzen knows I'm at the Masque?"
Moore thought a moment. "Lady Vierle told him you were not coming,
when she asked as to Mrs. Spencer," he said. "And he may have let it
go at that; but it wouldn't be his usual method. My last order, before
we left the Epsau, was that you were indisposed and had retired and, on
no account, were you to be disturbed without Bernheim's express
permission. But, servants are purchasable and spies are plenty, and
Lotzen knows how to reach the first and use the second. On the whole,
it is likely he has been advised that you are here, though he may not
know your costume. The long military cloaks completely hid our dress;
and you will recall that, at my suggestion, we concealed our hats under
them until we were in the carriage."
"I can't get used to this espionage," I said. "Suppose we take a look
around for the Gypsy Lady; doubtless, we shall find her with a White
Masque."
We were on a walk bordered by a hedge of boxwood, shoulder high. On
the other side, was another path with several Masques on it. Suddenly,
one of them, as he passed, reached over the hedge and struck me in the
back with a dagger.
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