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The Duke looked round and watched him close the door. Then he turned to me. "Ducaine," he said, "a copy of our proposed camp at Winchester, and the fortifications on Bedler's Hill, has reached Paris." "Your Grace," I answered, "it was I who pointed out to you that our papers dealing with those matters had been tampered with. I am waiting now to be cross-questioned by Lord Cheisford.
"About two hundred yards further down the road was a small lodge at one of the entrances of Rowchester. It was towards this I turned and ran. The door was closed, and I beat upon it fiercely with clenched fists. The woman who answered it stared at me strangely. I suppose that I was a wild-looking object. "It's Mr. Ducaine, isn't it?" she exclaimed. "Why, sakes alive! what's wrong, sir?"
The Prince smoothed his necktie, which he had really tied very well, complacently. "The personal belongings of Mr. Ducaine," he said calmly, "are without interest to me. I fancy that the Prince of Malors can ignore any suggestions to the contrary. As for the bribe, Mr. Ducaine talks folly. I am not aware that he has anything to sell, and I decline to believe him a blackmailer.
Ducaine," he said, "I want you to apologize to my friend, the Prince of Malors, for your behaviour this afternoon." "Apologize to the Prince!" I exclaimed. "Why should I?" "Because this is the only condition on which he will consent to remain here." "I should have thought," I said, "that his immediate departure was inevitable. I detected him in behaviour "
"I believe that she is," I admitted. "Then I do not understand her desire to see you," Lord Chelsford said. "The Duke of Rowchester is my friend and relative, Ducaine, and I do not see how I can permit this interview." "And I," said a quiet thrilling voice behind his back, "do not know how you are going to prevent it." She closed the door behind her.
"It is only morbid to brood over one particular example." "Father would never forgive me if he knew," she murmured, irrelevantly. "He hates us to do anything underhand." I heard Grooton return with a sigh of relief. "You will have some tea," I suggested. She shook her head and stood up. I did not press her. "No, I won't," she said. "I am sorry I came. I don't understand you, Mr. Ducaine.
I wonder how our friends on the other side felt when they knew that they had paid fifty thousand pounds for false information? We ought to make you a peer, Ducaine. The Trogoldy money would stand it." "For Heaven's sake, don't!" I cried. "What have I done that you should want to banish me into the pastures?" "You talk too much," my companion murmured.
"You see, Mr. Ducaine," he began, "I am not a man who makes idle promises. I am here to offer you employment, if you are open to accept a post of some importance, and also, to be frank with you, of some danger." "If I am qualified for the post, your Grace," I answered, "I shall be only too willing to do my best. But you must excuse me if I express exactly what is in my mind.
"Selfishness, you know, is the permitted vice of the young and of lovers." "Blenavon can scarcely rank amongst the other people with me," she said. "He is my only brother." "Colonel Ray is to be your husband," I reminded her, "which is far more important." She turned upon me with flaming cheeks. "You do not understand what you are talking about, Mr. Ducaine," she said, stiffly.
"Certainly, sir," I answered. "I had occasion to go to the safe again early on the morning of the nineteenth, and I saw at once that the documents in question had been tampered with. I reported the matter at once to his Grace." The eyes of every one were bent upon the Duke. He nodded his head slowly. "Mr. Ducaine," he said, "certainly came to me and made the statement which he has just repeated.
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