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ABOUT eight o'clock on the following night a dark object, scarcely visible against the stars, circled silently over the house of Señor Villanova on the outskirts of La Paz. Then, having apparently found its bearings, it sank slowly down into the patch of scrub in the rear of the garden. The Gadfly had arrived.
Two figures came quietly out of the machine, and made their way with great caution through the garden towards a lighted window at the side of the house. There was neither blind nor curtain, and the two men, peeping in, saw Señor Villanova reclining in a long chair, with a book in his hand. One of them tapped gently on the glass. Villanova started, laid down his book, opened a drawer of his table and took out a pistol; then quickly switched off the light and approached the window.