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She can't help it, Lou. That trip on the Jupiter was a God-send." "I wish we could hear something from her," said Mrs. Blithers, anxiously. "Don't you worry," said he. "She'll turn up safe and sound and enthusiastic before she's a week older. We'll have plain sailing from now on, Lou." Mr. Blithers indeed experienced plain sailing for the ensuing twenty hours.
"You may say to him that I will be in at four." "He'll tell you to go to ahem!" The speaker coughed just in time. "Blithers isn't in the habit of going out of his way to to oblige anybody. He wouldn't do it for the Emperor of Germany." "But," said the Count with a frosty smile, "I am not the Emperor of Germany." "Better let me make an appointment for you to see him at his office.
"My dear King, he displayed the keenest interest and sympathy the other night at your house. He " "Of course I may be wrong," admitted King, but his brow was clouded. Shortly after luncheon that day, Mrs. Blithers received a telegram from her husband. It merely stated that he was going up to have tea with the Count at four o'clock, and not to worry as "things were shaping themselves nicely."
The following card appeared at the head of the column, and was supplemented by a complete resume of the Blithers-Graustark muddle: "Miss Blithers desires to correct an erroneous report that has appeared in the newspapers. She is not engaged to be married to the Prince of Graustark, nor is there even the remotest probability that such will ever be the case.
This isn't a funeral." "But there is quite a mob out there," she said, peering through the car window. "How can we be sure that they are friendly?" "Don't you worry," said Mr. Blithers confidently. "They are not likely to throw rocks at the goose that lays the golden egg." If he had paused to think, he would not have uttered such a careless indictment.
Blithers' retort to her husband's shocked comment on the un- princely appearance of the young man and the wofully ordinary suit of clothes worn by the Count, was sufficiently caustic, and he was silenced and convinced. Neither of the distinguished foreigners looked the part of a nobleman. "I wouldn't talk about clothes if I were you," Mrs. Blithers had said on the station platform.
He was thinking of Romano's message. "So it would appear." "I beg pardon? I was er thinking " "It was of no consequence, Mr. Schmidt," she said airily. He picked up the thread once more. "As a matter of fact, I've heard it said that Miss Blithers refused to marry the Prince." "Is it possible?" with fine irony. "Is he such a dreadful person as all that?"
She's coming home to-day. I believe Mrs. Blithers is expecting you to dinner to-night. She " "I'm sure there must be some mistake," began Robin, but was cut short. "I was on my way to Red Roof to ask you and Count Quiddux to give us this evening in connection with that little affair we are arranging. It is most imperative that it should be to-night, as my attorney is coming up for the conference."
"You needn't caution me," murmured the Prince. "If I had the tongue of a pirate I couldn't begin to do justice to this," and he slapped his hand resoundingly upon the crumpled message from William W. Blithers. The message had been sent by Mr. Blithers that morning, evidently just before the sailing of the fast French steamer on which he and his wife were crossing to Havre.
Blithers had started, but in the more desperate situation created by Miss Guile. She was the peril that now confronted them, and she was indeed a peril. Quinnox and Dank explained the situation to the Minister of Police, and the Minister of Police admitted that the deuce was to pay. "There is but one way out of it," said he, speaking officially, "and that is the simplest one I know of."
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