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I interrupted. "How would I look? Would it change me totally? Would I really be the most beautiful? I stopped, blushing at my own eagerness. "Absolutely; I svear it. T'e most perfectly beautiful voman in t'e vorld. Mein Gott, yes. How not? Never vas t'ere yet a perfectly beautiful voman. Not von. All have defects; none fulfills t'e ideal. You? You vill look like yourself. I do not miracles.
"Very well; I have my toilette to make. When he returns, send him up to me at once. Here, boy, apartment B," and followed by her maid, she started up the stair, leaving Monsieur Pelletan staring, open-mouthed. "But t'ere iss a lift, madame!" he cried, regaining his breath. "A lift!" retorted the duchess. "At my age! What is the man thinking of! En avant, boy!" and she went on up the stair.
"But to refuse a Prince!" murmured Pelletan. "Eet iss somet'ing unheard of!" "It will make you famous! It's a big ad for the house! 'The Grand Hôtel Royal refuses to receive the Prince of Zeit-Zeit. Think what a stir that will make! Besides, you have no choice I require it!" "Fery well, monsieur," agreed Pelletan, with a gesture of despairing obedience. "T'ere iss one t'ing more I haf an idea."
T'en t'ey will go to tinner six or eight of t'em toget'er een a leetle room at Maxime's, where t'ey can make so much noise as pleases t'em only I will not pe t'ere in all t'at great city, nowhere will I pe! Unt I am missed, monsieur, no more t'an iss a grain of sand from t'e peach out yonder!" His voice trembled and broke, and he ran his hands through his hair in a very agony of despair.
And in that moment a shot rang out in the night and startled the whole company. Feversham threw back his head; the signs of yielding left his face. "Ha!" he cried. "T'ey are arrive." He snatched his wig from his lacquey's hands, donned it, and turned again an instant to the mirror to adjust the great curls. "Quick, Wentwort'! T'ere is no more time now. Make Mistaire Wilding be shot at once.
"Yess only petter, monsieur; far petter. Oh, eet iss wunderschön!" "Well, go ahead; what's the idea?" "Since t'e house iss full," said Pelletan, impressively, "and t'ere are many more asking for rooms oh, temanding t'em t'e Prince among t'e number! why may not we again touble t'e price?" and he leaned back in his chair, looking triumphantly at his partner.
"Listen!" he went on more rapidly, as if to forestall objection. "You are scholar, too, a little. You know how Nature vorks, how men aid her in her business. Man puts t'e mot'er of vinegar into sweet cider and it is vinegar. T'e fermenting germs of t'e brewery chemist go in vit' vater and hops and malt, and t'ere is beer.
That's the secret of all high finance, my friend." "But, monsieur," stammered Pelletan, more and more astounded, "eef t'ere iss no one to pay, what does it matter?" "There will be some one to pay leave that to me. You don't understand American enterprise, Pelletan. I'm going to astonish you.
He iss a fery goot one I haf feared to let heem go." "That was right. You'd better not let him go if you want to keep us here. How many rooms have you?" Pelletan produced a second slip of paper. "For t'at, also, I wass prepared, my tear Monsieur Rushford," he said. "T'e tariff of charges iss also t'ere." Rushford looked it over with some care.
I had seen insects cut in two, grafted together, head of one and tail of another, and living. I had seen many, many marvels which science has wrought along the lines of evolution. And yet My dream; my desire always! If it could be! As I stared open-mouthed at the Professor, he began once more: "T'e danger, t'e risk t'ere is none. You shall see. It is as harmless as " "Never mind about that!"
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