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"But his ghost walks. Not a year ago we heard of him; and he had a son who chose his father's exile. What if Charles Louis, who is without heirs, should die and Karl or his son " "In the providence of God they are dead. Impostors gain a little brief notoriety by pretending to be the lost Karl or his son Frederick Augustus; but Von Stroebel satisfied himself that Karl was dead.

The carriage was at the door, and Dick Claiborne came up to them at once and bowed to Armitage. "There is great news: Count Ferdinand von Stroebel was murdered in his railway carriage between here and Vienna; they found him dead at Innsbruck this morning." "Is it possible! Are you quite sure he was murdered?" It was Armitage who asked the question.

A king's coronation would not be out of place, in fact, there's a chair in the corner against that Gobelin that would serve the situation. The old gentleman by that cabinet is the Baron von Marhof, the Ambassador from Austria-Hungary. He's a brother-in-law of Count von Stroebel, who was murdered so horribly in a railway carriage a few weeks ago." "Ah, to be sure! I haven't seen the Baron in years.

"Clearly so," remarked Durand ironically. "But he has evidently been watching us. Quite possibly the lamented Stroebel employed him. He may have seen Stroebel here " Chauvenet again struck the table smartly. "Of course he would see Stroebel! Stroebel was the Archduke's friend; Stroebel and this fellow between them " "Stroebel is dead.

When you're with Miss Hooker, mathematics is the chief end of man. With Professor Stroebel the violin is the one and only. So of course a professional nurse is in duty bound to make hygiene the first consideration. Don't listen to them, listen to me.

It represented power, majesty and the iron game of government. The young man watched him eagerly. The heavy, tremulous hands of Count von Stroebel passed back and forth over the box caressingly. Suddenly he bent forward and spoke with a new and gentler tone and manner. "I have given my life, my whole life, as you have said, to one service to uphold one idea.

Two of them are safely behind that door; and, somewhat through my efforts, their chief, Winkelried, should now be under arrest in Vienna. I have had reasons, besides my pledge to Archduke Karl, for taking an active part in these affairs. A year ago I gave Karl's repudiation of his second son to Count Ferdinand von Stroebel, the prime minister.

A waiter had followed him with his discarded newspaper and Armitage took it and idly dropped it on a chair. "Have you heard the news, Armitage? The Austrian sphinx is here in this very house!" whispered Singleton impressively. "Yes; to be sure, Count von Stroebel is here, but he will probably not remain long. The Alps will soon be safe again. I am glad to have met you."

Von Stroebel clasped his own hands together more firmly and bent toward Armitage searchingly. "Is it true" he turned again and glanced about "is it positively true that the Archduke Karl is dead?" "Yes; quite true. There is absolutely no doubt of it," said Armitage, meeting the old man's eyes steadily. "The report that he is still living somewhere in North America is persistent.

"There's one thing I haven't dared to ask him: to take his own name to become Frederick Augustus von Stroebel, even if he doesn't want his father's money or the title. Quite likely he will refuse that, too." "It is possible. Most things seem possible with Armitage." "It's simply providential that he hasn't become a citizen of your republic. That would have been the last straw!"