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The session of the Chamber was to furnish him the most cruel deception. Granet had most skilfully prepared his plan of attack. Vaudrey's ministry was threatened on all sides by lines of approach laid out without Sulpice's knowledge. Granet had promised, here and there, new situations, or had undertaken to confirm the old.
"Is Captain Granet in trouble because he has come here to warn me of something? He has not said a word except to beg me to go down into the country tonight." "And he as begged you to do that," Thomson said, "because he is one of those privileged few who have been warned that to-night or to-morrow morning is the time selected for the Zeppelin raid on London of which we have heard so much. Oh!
Collins was seated in an easy-chair close to the window, reading a review. Granet accepted a cup of tea and stood on the hearth-rug. "How did the golf go this afternoon?" he inquired. "I was dead off it," Anselman replied gloomily. "Our friend in the easy-chair there knocked spots off us." Mr. Collins looked up and grunted and looked out of the window again.
I hope that you will be friends." The girl murmured something inaudible as she shook hands. The young soldier looked at her for a moment. His manner became almost serious. "I hope so, too," he said quietly. "Olive, come and make friends with my nephew if you can spare a moment from your young man," Lady Anselman continued. "Captain Granet Miss Olive Moreton.
They entered the hotel in silence. "I don't believe," Geraldine remarked uneasily, "that Ralph would like that." They made their way to the top of the house and were escorted by a buxom chambermaid to what was practically a step-ladder opening out on to a skylight. From here they crawled on to the roof, where they found Granet comfortably ensconced with his back to a chimney, smoking a cigarette.
"We sent for you," he said, "because we are looking for two men who lit the magnesium light which directed the Zeppelin last night to this locality. One of them lies on the lawn there, with a bullet through his brain. We are still looking for the other." "Do you imagine that I can be of any assistance to you?" Granet asked. "That is our impression," Major Thomson admitted.
He extended his hand in turn towards the sheet of paper to which Molina had just signed his name, saying to Marie Launay as he did so: "Let me have it, if you please, mademoiselle." Granet began to laugh. "Ah! ah!" he cried, "you are really going to write down under Monsieur Gigonnet's signature the name of the Minister of the Interior?" "Oh! bless me!" said Vaudrey, laughing, "that is true!
It's just what I'm longing for, a good stretch into the country." "I should love it," the girl exclaimed, "and I should think Geraldine would. Will you wait while I run in and see her?" "Of course," Granet replied. "Here we are, and there's Miss Conyers at the window. You go in and talk her over and I'll just see that we've got lots of petrol.
Through the closely-drawn curtains, too, they could see faint fingers of light from the house on the sea. "They are working still," Granet continued. "Look out, Collins, that's the creek." They pushed the boat into the middle of the black arm of water and stepped cautiously into it. Taking one of the paddles, Granet, kneeling down, propelled it slowly seaward.
I had to invent our engagement to save you and here I am," she added, with a little nervous laugh, turning her head as the door opened. Jarvis entered with the sandwiches and arranged them on a small table by her side. Granet poured out the wine for her, mixed himself a whiskey-and-soda and took a sandwich also from the plate.
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