And he'd never trust
himself in a cab--might be kidnapped, you see! I don't know exactly, but
from what he said I reckon we've brought down, on our Wednesday trips,
about two-thirds of all he had. Now you've probably gathered what his
idea was. He knew he was disguised as Saffron--and very proud of the way
he lived up to the character. As Saffron, he realized the money by
driblets--turned his securities into notes, his notes into gold. But he'd
lost all knowledge that the money was his own--made by himself--himself
Saffron. He thought it was saved out of the wreck of his Imperial
fortune. It was to be dedicated to restoring the Imperial cause. He
himself could not attempt, at present, to get out of England, least of
all carrying pots of gold coin. But he believed that I could. I was to go
to Morocco and so on, and raise the country for him, taking as much as I
could, and coming back for more! He had no doubt at all of my coming
back! In fact it wouldn't have been much easier for me to get out of the
country with the money than it would have been for the authentic Kaiser
himself.
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