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"Monsieur De Froilette will reward you liberally, I warrant." "And who shall I say gave me the key?" "Say a woman you met by the road, if your conscience will sanction the lie; if not, say a man, and word my picture as you please so that you make it handsome enough.
Many a time had his thoughts gone back to that breezy morning on the downs, and he devoutly wished that Princess Maritza would come to Sturatzberg, so that he might go to her, claim friendship with her, and ask for that work for his good right arm which she had promised to give. Who was this De Froilette, and why should he take an interest in him or wish to help him?
A voluntary exile from my country, I have no quarrel with France, nor she with me. In these days men are become cosmopolitan, is it not so?" "It looks like it in Sturatzberg," Ellerey replied. "Monsieur is also an exile, and has no quarrel with his motherland?" "At least I do not speak of it, Monsieur De Froilette." "Pardon me, I am not inquisitive.
From the moment of his entrance, however, the Frenchman understood that he came in no friendly mood, and was prepared. As Vasilici sprang forward, two shots in quick succession startled the echoes of the room, and the tall figure swayed for a moment, then fell sideways on to the table, and slithered to the ground. In an instant De Froilette was at the door and had locked it.
Was this unnatural?" "Is this man De Froilette?" asked Ellerey. "He is the man. Unconscious of my presence in the city he continued to work against me. Queen Elena had now become his dupe.
"I would narrow the Count's limit, and say the palace of Sturatzberg," said De Froilette, bending over the Queen's hand. "No word for the women of their own country," laughed the Queen. "Are we so unpatriotic, Baron Petrescu?" and she turned to a man who was standing close behind her. "I fear so, your Majesty.
Until then, au revoir" and De Froilette put his horse into a canter, leaving Ellerey to pursue his way alone. Entering the city by the eastern gate, Ellerey crossed the Konigplatz at walking pace on his way to his lodging by the Western Gate. They were a pleasure-loving people in Sturatzberg, working as little as possible, and spending without a thought of the morrow.
"He said you were an enemy; then I am not suspicious in vain. Yes, I will tell you if I can. One word, monsieur. You neither trust women nor men, so perchance the warning is unnecessary; but of all men at least distrust one Jules De Froilette." "Did her Majesty bid you give me that message?" Ellerey asked. "No, monsieur; it is an original idea. I have ideas of my own sometimes. I have one now.
That she could have returned to Sturatzberg without his knowledge, more, without the knowledge of any of those who were so eager to keep her out of the country, seemed impossible; but then in diplomacy it was often the impossible things which happened. He was too astute a man to underrate the undoubted ability of De Froilette.
"It is no secret information I have to give," said De Froilette. "I came rather impudently to give myself the pleasure of laughing at your lordship." "You have seen fit to praise me so often, monsieur, that I can no doubt bear your ridicule with the same equanimity as I accepted your praise." "A witty retort to my pleasantry, my lord.
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