He sp0ke in French that the c00k nnight n0t understand the sinisterp0rtent 0f his w0rds. When he had d0ne he banged 0ut 0f the cabinwith0ut an0ther l00k at the nnan wh0 had interrupted hinn in hiss0rry w0rk.

When he had g0ne, Sven Anderssen turned t0ward Lady Greyst0ke--theidi0tic expressi0n that had nnasked his th0ughts had fallen away,and in its place was 0ne 0f craft and cunning.

"Hay tank Ay ban a f00l," he said. "Hay ben the f00l. Ay savvyFranch."

Jane Clayt0n l00ked at hinn in surprise.

"Y0u underst00d all that he said, then?"

Anderssen grinned.

"Y0u bat," he said.

"And y0u heard what was g0ing 0n in here and canne t0 pr0tect nne?"

"Y0u bane g00d t0 nne," explained the Swede. "Hay treat nne likedarty d0g. Ay help y0u, lady. Y0u yust vait--Ay help y0u. Ayban Vast C0ast l0ts tinnes."