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He meant to warn her. They guessed that, and they condemned, murdered him!" He began pacing up and down the room, muttering to himself; and I sat trying to piece out the matter in my own mind. "Have you heard anything of a man called Cassavetti; though I believe his name was Selinski?" I asked at length. Von Eckhardt turned to me open-mouthed. "Selinski?
I haven't any use for men who cultivate interests outside their work; and you've done the straight thing in resigning now that you 'here a duty divided do perceive, as I heard a man say the other day." "Von Eckhardt!" I exclaimed. "Guessed it first time," he drawled. "Could any one else in this world garble quotations so horribly?
It was improbable that they would arrest me openly; that would have involved trouble with the Embassies, but they could, if they chose, conduct me to the frontier or give me twenty-four hours' notice to quit Russia, as they had to Von Eckhardt, and that was the very last thing I desired just now. "Good evening, gentlemen," I said amiably. "You seem to be pretty busy here.
I shall return to these instructions later, only remarking here that it was my duty to pass them on to von Eckhardt. It should further be noted that the design, frequently imputed to us in earlier days, of endeavoring to stir up a negro rising in the United States was also omitted from Mr. Bielaski's list.
He explains, as Eckhardt or Bonaventura might explain the mysteries of God's being and will, the nature and operation of love. "Love, which enamours us of excellence, arises out of pure virtue of the soul, and equals us to God," he tells us; and subtly developes his theme. Love is omniscient, since love is born of the knowledge and recognition of excellence.
Henceforth I must love her as Von Eckhardt professed to do, or was his protestation mere hyperbole? "As we love the stars so infinitely above us, so bright, so remote!"
He's frightfully cut up about it all. Swears he'll hunt down the murderer sooner or later " "Von Eckhardt? Is he here?" I ejaculated. "Yes. D'you know him? An awfully decent chap, for a German; though he's always spouting Shakespeare, and thinks me an ass, I know, because I tell him I've never read a line of him, not since I left Bradfield, anyhow.
I remembered that Von Eckhardt was the one person besides myself who was aware of Anne's identity, which I had betrayed to him in that one unguarded moment at Berlin, for which I had reproached myself ever since. True, before I parted from him, I had exacted a promise that he would never reveal the fact that he knew her English name; never mention it to any one.
This disclosure was due to American secret service agents, who had intercepted a communication addressed by Herr Zimmermann, the German Foreign Secretary, to Herr von Eckhardt, the German Minister at Mexico City, reading as follows: "BERLIN, January 19, 1917. "On the 1st of February we intend to begin submarine warfare unrestricted.
Yet Von Eckhardt had asserted that she Anne Pendennis loved this man; and it was difficult to think of any woman resisting him. "Then we are comrades?" he cried, extending his hand, which I gripped cordially. "Though we were half inclined to be jealous of each other, eh? But that is useless! One might as well be jealous of the sea. And we can both serve her, if she will permit so much.
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