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Updated: June 16, 2025
You may trust me I will keep your secret. Valerie smiled scornfully. 'But I can keep a secret! For instance, I want to hear where Captain Rallywood is, because I know the Count hates him, and also, she nodded her head slowly, 'and also our dear friend Baron von Elmur. Valerie was startled. 'Baron von Elmur? she repeated. 'Oh, you quite mistake the matter.
'If his Highness can be brought into a complacent frame of mind as regards our project to-day, and before the English proposals are laid before him, I think we shall not need the methods of the Count, Elmur answered. 'Count Simon has undertaken to help us on the Frontier. The fat Major will arrive in Révonde behind time that is all.
They were rather doubtful about you, but Baron von Elmur consented. And I was so glad Jack! The friendship had been progressing, it will be perceived, during the last three weeks. But Rallywood made no immediate response, being absorbed in digesting the information she had given him.
'But, Baron, where is then your domino? It is not yet midnight, she exclaimed, her hand still remaining on Rallywood's arm. 'Listen! von Elmur raised his hand. 'The happy moment arrives when the beautiful faces we long to see He gave the rest of the sentence to the ear of Mademoiselle Selpdorf, who stood silently looking on at the little scene.
Not a trace of disturbance was perceptible in her manner, and Elmur, noting it, came to the final conclusion that this girl was not only extraordinarily handsome, but also exceptionally capable. Having made so grievous a mistake, and taken the punishment of it, she was still mistress of herself. It was a gallant spirit, and well worth capturing.
He was apprehensive of this new temper in Elmur. The Chancellor was too clever to be quite honest, and too honest to be quite unflinching. A man, in fact, a little weaker and a little stronger than his fellows. 'Then the Count's methods still commend themselves to you, the miscarriage of the plan of Sagan notwithstanding? he asked with an invidious smile.
Not four years ago he had been possessed by a frantic passion for the beautiful young wife whom he had now come to regard with something dangerously near hate. In dealing with such a temperament as this both Elmur and Selpdorf were well aware that they were handling an explosive that might at any moment wreck their most carefully laid plans.
She took no notice of her husband's entrance, although the soft colour left her face instantly as a candle-flame is blown out. But Count Simon had only five minutes to spare and something to say in them. Isolde's feeble rebellion escaped him; he strode to her side, and with a single glance dispersed the little coterie of guests about her, the only one who kept his position being Baron von Elmur.
Sagan was a bad tool, at once stubborn and secretive, cunning enough to recognise and to resent handling, thickheaded and vain enough to blunder ruinously. And Elmur found at the last and most important moment that for some unexplained reason he had lost the whip-hand of Count Simon.
You don't wish to appear in the matter is that it? By St. Anthony, von Elmur, you showed me the road that has brought me to this pass and you will have to stand by me now! Also you are wrong about Colendorp. When he sees for himself that I have Germany behind me, it will decide his doubts if he has any, which I don't expect. I have read the man.
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