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"She mistook you for a Baron Leopold Von Ragastein," Caroline continued drily. "Von Ragastein was her lover in Hungary. He fought a duel with her husband and killed him. The Kaiser was furious and banished him to East Africa." Dominey picked up his shooting-stick and handed his gun to Middleton. The beaters were through the wood. "Yes, I remember now," he said. "She addressed me as Leopold."
Then he turned to where the youngest and most frivolous of his guests were in the act of rising from the tea table. "A game of pills, Eddy," he proposed. "They tell me that pool is one of your greatest accomplishments." "I'm pretty useful," the young man confessed, with a satisfied chuckle. "Give you a black at snooker, what?" Dominey took his arm and led him into the billiard-room.
"I shall guard it, according to your behest, as my greatest treasure," he assured his departing guest, with a fervour which surprised even himself. There was something dramatic, in the most lurid sense of the word, about the brief telephone message which Dominey received, not so many hours later, from Carlton House Terrace.
The lawyer glanced enviously at his host's fine bronzed complexion and clear eyes. "You haven't the appearance of ever having drunk anything, Sir Everard," he observed frankly. "One finds it hard to believe the stories that were going about ten or fifteen years ago." "The Dominey constitution, I suppose!" The new butler entered the room noiselessly and came to his master's chair.
Then he realised his visitor's outstretched hands of welcome and he relaxed. Seaman was perspiring, vociferous and excited. "At last!" He exclaimed. "Donner und! My God Dominey, what is this?" "Thirteen years ago," Dominey explained, "I resigned a commission in the Norfolk Yeomanry. That little matter, however, has been adjusted. At a crisis like this " "My friend, you are wonderful!"
"The fellow seemed to me quite harmless." "My anxieties have also been aroused in another direction," Seaman confided. "Any other trouble looming?" Dominey asked. "You will find yourself minus another guest when you return this afternoon." "The Princess?" "The Princess," Seaman assented. "I did my best with her last night, but I found her in a most peculiar frame of mind.
But you'll have to give up the idea of town houses and racing and yachting, and grouse moors in Scotland, and all those sort of things I suppose you've been looking forward to. You'll have for some time, at any rate, to give every moment of your time to your wife." Dominey moved uneasily in his chair. "For the next few months," he said, "that would be impossible." "Impossible!"
"I suppose I might have been like that," Dominey sighed, "if I had had an incentive. Have you noticed the likeness between us, Herr Doctor?" The latter nodded. "I noticed it from the first moment of your arrival," he assented. "You are very much alike yet very different. The resemblance must have been still more remarkable in your youth.
The deep breathing inside the banda had certainly ceased. He rose to his feet and, stealing uneasily to the opening, gazed down upon his guest's outstretched form. To all appearance, Dominey still slept deeply. After a moment or two's watch, Von Ragastein returned to his place. "Therein lies his tragedy," he confided, dropping his voice a little lower.
Tell me about Rosamund's return. Is she really recovered, do you think?" "I saw her only for a few minutes," Dominey replied, "but she seemed to me absolutely better. I must say that the weekly reports I have received from the nursing home quite prepared me for a great improvement. She is very frail, and her eyes still have that restless look, but she talks quite coherently."
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