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Updated: June 6, 2025
With his hand upon the knob a sudden thought stayed the fugitive's flight. He glanced quickly back at the sleeper he had not moved. Then the man who wore the uniform of the king of Lutha recrossed the apartment to the bed, reached beneath one of the pillows and withdrew two neatly folded official-looking documents. These he placed in the breastpocket of his uniform.
Nobody spoke for a few seconds. Then the kindly farmer observed "Aye, I've heerd zay a' was very clever to his traäde. 'Uxtable an' Co., his employers, spoke very handsome of 'en, they tell me. I can't call to maind, tho', that I've a-zet eyes 'pon the young man since he was a little tacker." The old man began to fumble in his breastpocket, and drawing out a photograph, handed it across.
He's been hunting for some excuse to get back to Lutha, and with you there and a war in sight I'm afraid nothing can hold him." "I don't know but that it may be just as well for my friends here that I leave," said Butzow seriously. "I did not tell you, Barney, all there is in this letter" he tapped his breastpocket, where the foreign-looking envelope reposed with its contents.
Suppose she doesn't see the virtues in our interference that we see! How do we know the man's a scoundrel, anyway?" "Bah!" Monsieur cried. "She wrote a message of danger! The man tried to blow us up! He made bad money that I have here!" whereupon he thumped his breastpocket half a dozen times. "How do we know? Pardieu, I tell you!"
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