“No,” replied Hal, “and my plan is this:  I shall reach the house somewhat earlier than the time set, moving up my watch to avoid suspicion should anything be said.  Thus I shall make sure that Robard has not returned.  I shall wait.

“Now, when the servant leaves the room, I shall, in some manner, raise the window facing the spot where you stood while I went up to the door a moment ago.  Then you and Uncle John can come in.  Of course, I may not be left in that particular room to wait, but I shall manage some way.  I’ll cover your entrance with my gun.”

“Good,” said Chester, “but then what?  Will you try to take the papers forcibly or by stealth?”

“Whichever way seems the most likely to succeed,” said Hal briefly.  “Something must be left to chance.”

“Well,” said Chester, “we may as well return to the hotel for a couple of hours.  It’s early yet.”

“Not much,” said Uncle John.  “I don’t want to have to answer any questions.  Not me.  Let’s go some place else.”

“We’ll walk about, then,” Hal decided.

This was done.

At fifteen minutes to ten o’clock Hal once more mounted the steps to the Austrian embassy.  Chester and Uncle John took their places at the spot agreed upon, and waited.

The same servant opened the door for Hal.

“You are early,” he said, somewhat suspiciously it seemed to Hal.

“Why, no,” replied the lad, manifesting surprise.  “I am on the dot, as I always am.  Ten o’clock.”

“But it is not ten yet,” said the man.

Hal drew out his watch and looked at it.

“Ten to the minute,” he said, and held it up so the man could see.

“Your watch is wrong,” was the reply.  “However, I suppose it makes no difference.  Come in.”

He held the door open while Hal entered, then closed it.

“This way,” he said, and led the way down the hall.  Fortunately, he turned into a room facing upon the street where Chester and Uncle John waited without, though it was the room beyond the one beneath the window of which they stood.  But, Hal noticed, there was a door between the two rooms.

“Ought to be easy enough,” he told himself.

“You can wait here for Herr Robard,” said the servant, and moved to withdraw.

“This is the Herr Robard’s private office, I take it,” said Hal.

“You are wrong,” was the reply.  “His office is just across the hall.  But no one is allowed to enter there unless the Herr is with him, and the door is always locked.”

“I see,” said Hal, mentally thanking the man for the information, which had come a great deal easier than he had expected.  “The Herr is a careful man.  It is as it should be.”

“You can make yourself at home here until he comes,” said the servant.  “There are magazines and books.  I have other matters to attend to.”

“All right,” said Hal, for he now wished to get rid of the man without more loss of time; he had gained all the information he could hope for without laying himself open to suspicion.