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You'll never be jealous and make me miserable again, will you, no matter what Count Godensky or any other wretched creature may say of me to you?" "I've listened to Godensky for the last time," said Raoul. "The dog! He shall never come near me again." "I hardly think he will try," I said. "I'm glad we're going to be married soon.
Ivor Dundas, of England, has been on the rack to-day." "What do you mean?" "He has been in the hands of the Juge d'Instruction. It is much the same, isn't it, if one has secrets to keep? Would you like to know, if some magical bird could tell you, what questions were put to Mr. Dundas, and what answers he made?" Strange, that this very thought had been torturing me before Godensky came!
I had to see Count Godensky, get rid of him somehow, and still be in time to keep my appointment with Ivor Dundas, for which I knew he would strain every nerve not to be late. My electric carriage would be at the stage door, and my plan was to speak to Godensky, if he were waiting, if possible learn in a moment or two whether he had really found out the truth, and then act accordingly.
But meanwhile, before he got that letter, I would I must find some way of putting the treaty back in its place at the Foreign Office. It was too soon to dare to be happy, yet; for it was on the cards that, even when I had saved Raoul from the consequences of my political treachery, Godensky might still be able to ruin me with him.
I knew that Ivor Dundas spoke French as well as I; but I was not going to tell this Russian that fact. "The adviser your friend has chosen," Godensky went on, "happens to be a protégé of mine. I made him gave him his first case, his first success; and have employed him more than once since. Odd, what a penchant Mr. Dundas seems to have for men in whom I, too, have confidence!
For as long as I might have counted "one, two," slowly, the paper looked black before my eyes, as if ink were spilt over it, blotting out the words: but the dark smudge cleared away, and showed me nothing, except that, if Alexis Godensky held a trump card, I was not to have a sight of it until later, when he chose.
I will do this to-morrow, if you will hold your hand until then." We looked at each other for a long moment in silence. Godensky was trying to read my mind, and to make up his accordingly. "You swear by everything you hold sacred to break with him to-morrow?"
The agony of seeing him, of hearing him praise my acting, and saying dear, trusting, loving words that would make me almost too happy, if I hadn't betrayed him, ruined his career for ever!" "Maybe not," I said. "And anyhow, there's the necklace. That's something." "Yes, that's something." "Will Godensky be in the audience, too?" I asked. "I'm sure he will. He couldn't keep away.
I looked at my watch, pretended to be surprised, and said I must go at once. I couldn't bear to waste a second in hurrying the treaty off, so that it might the more quickly be on its way back. I hadn't come to visit Raoul in my own carriage, but in a cab, which was waiting. As Raoul was taking me to it, Count Godensky got out of a motor-brougham, and saw me.
At least, he was no longer jealous of Godensky or of any man, and was humbly repentant for his suspicions of me the night before. When Raoul is repentant, and wishes to atone for something that he has done, he is enchanting. There was never a man like him.
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