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Updated: June 17, 2025
Naida leaned forward from the corner of her box to the man who was her sole companion. "Father," she said, "I am expecting a caller with whom I wish to speak Lord Dorminster. If he comes, will you leave us alone? And if any one else should be here, please take them away." "More mysteries," her father muttered, not unkindly. "Who is this man Dorminster?"
Naida smiled at Nigel, and he came over to her side. Once again he was conscious of that peculiar sense of pleasure and well-being which he felt in her company. "You play tennis very well, Lord Dorminster," she said. "I found inspiration," he answered. "In your partner?" "Maggie is always charming to play with. I was thinking of the onlookers." "Mr.
Mervin Brown on this occasion did not beat about the bush. His old air of confident, almost smug self-satisfaction, had vanished. He received Nigel with a new deference in his manner, without any further sign of that good-natured tolerance accorded by a busy man to a kindly crank. "Lord Dorminster," he began, "I have sent for you to renew a conversation we had some little time since.
My reports aren't worth much more than the paper they are written on, and while I'm drawing my money from Washington, it's not my business to collect information that affects other countries. That's why I've sent in my resignation. There are great events brewing eastwards, Lord Dorminster, and I want to take a hand in the game." "Do you want to work for us?" Nigel asked.
"Heard of you from Scotland Yard, haven't I, Lord Dorminster?" he said, as he waved him to a seat. "I gather that you disagreed very strongly with the open verdict which was returned at the inquest upon your uncle?" "The verdict was absolutely at variance with the facts," Nigel declared.
Speak the truth at the next meeting of the League of Nations and see that it is properly reported. Help yourselves, and I will help you." "Will you come into my Cabinet, Lord Dorminster?" the Prime Minister invited, turning to Nigel. "If you will recreate the post of Minister for War, I will do so with pleasure," was the prompt reply. Prince Shan held out his hand.
"I shall now, Lord Dorminster," he said, "take advantage of your kindly presence here to speak to you on a very personal matter, only this time it is you who are the central figure, and I who am the dummy." "I do not follow you," Nigel confessed, with a slight frown.
"One does not repeat one's mistakes," he said slowly, "and although you and I, Lord Dorminster, breathe the common air of the greater world, my instinct tells me that of certain things which have passed between your cousin and myself it is better that no mention ever be made. I wish to tell you this, however.
"You believe in the existence of that sentiment, then?" the Prime Minister enquired. "Any one short of a very insular Englishman," the Prince replied, "would have realised it long ago. There is a great society in Germany, scarcely even a secret society, pledged to wipe out the humiliations of the last great war. Lord Dorminster tells me that you are to-day without a secret service.
Prince Shan rose from his favourite chair of plain black oak heaped with green silk cushions and held out his hand a little tentatively. "You are very kind to visit me, Lord Dorminster," he said. "I trust that you come to wish me fortune." "That," Nigel replied, "depends upon how you choose to seek it." "I am answered," was the prompt acknowledgment.
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