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It was seldom that he walked in the Bois, but that he should be there in confidential colloquy with Monsieur De Froilette was nothing short of marvellous. Lord Cloverton saw the Countess, and stopped a little distance away. He wanted to speak to her, but had no desire that De Froilette should be a third at the interview. "I am exceedingly obliged to you, monsieur," he said to his companion.
The men in the hills would help to set her alone upon the throne in Wallaria, and the King once got rid of and the country in insurrection, De Froilette would have sold it to Russia more, would have aspired to the hand of the Queen. Perhaps he loves her, perhaps he only loves the power he would gain.
Had you even a suspicion that Jules De Froilette had been working in his own interests for these two years past, and not in yours?" "True, Frina, we have advanced. Heaven help De Froilette when I touch power. Who knows what injury he may not have done to my cause in these two years? And he has succeeded in drawing this English Captain into his schemes."
More subtle, more given to abstract reasoning, a successful student of character, it must be said for Monsieur De Froilette that he fully trusted Captain Ellerey, in so far that he believed he would do whatever task was set him better, probably, than most men would.
"Perhaps Captain Ellerey betrayed his trust and delivered the wrong message," suggested the Ambassador. De Froilette looked at him in astonishment.
Is there any other man in the world who would have dared to put me to the test he did? I hate him." "It is fortunate he has done so; he will not dare to repeat the offence," said De Froilette. "I am not sure of that." "If he does, the bracelet is mislaid," said De Froilette. "The mere fact that it has not been delivered will prove that you never sent it.
Lord Cloverton pushed his chair back from the table, and with his arms folded gazed abstractedly at the ceiling. Captain Ward sat opposite to him, turning over a pile of papers, noting their contents, and placing them in order. "De Froilette was right after all, Ward. Princess Maritza has been in Sturatzberg." "And will be again almost immediately, now that the brigands have delivered her up.
There was a low murmur among the eager crowd as Maritza stopped abruptly, and those sitting and standing near Vasilici turned to one another and whispered together. Whatever hopes lay in the hearts of these men, selfish hopes for the most part, perhaps, yet with some patriotism in them, too, it was evident that the accusation against De Froilette was not entirely a surprise.
No, leave that arm alone, it will be all right presently." "It hurts a bit," Ellerey answered. "I remember; De Froilette did it. I think I struck him down; I forget what happened after that," and he drank from the glass handed him. "Well, Goldberg, he looks better already," said the other man, coming forward and standing by the couch. "Do you know me, Ellerey?" "Lord Cloverton!"
Ellerey had no time to ask questions, for the carriage stopped, and the next moment he was following De Froilette up the wide staircase which many people, men and women, were ascending. His companion spoke to no one as he went up, nor did anyone address him.
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