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Then she passed out on to the platform and found that Herr Haeberlein had been wise enough to buy the paper which least sympathized with his views, and in a few minutes he was safely disposed in the middle of a well-filled carriage. Erica took out her watch. There were still three minutes before the train started, three long, interminable minutes!
"He wishes to see you, but you must promise secrecy, for he is in danger." "Is it Herr Haeberlein?" asked Erica. "Yes, on one of his rash, kindly errands, but one of which I don't approve. However, his work is over, and we must try to get him safely off to France.
Haeberlein smiled his irresistibly sweet smile, and tried to comply with her wishes, but not very successfully. "I think," said Erica, presently, "it will be the best way, if you don't mind, for you just to stroll through the booking office while I take your ticket. I can meet you by the book stall and I will still talk for us both in case you betray your accent."
They explained to her a little more of Haeberlein's errand and the risk he ran; he alluded to his hopes that Raeburn might not be involved in any unpleasant consequences. Erica grew pale at the bare suggestion. "See," exclaimed Haeberlein, "the little one cares more for your reputation than you do yourself, my friend.
"They would never dream that a young girl would be brave enough to run such a risk!" said Haeberlein. "No, my sweet Herzblattchen, I could not bring thee into danger." "There will be none for me," said Erica, "and it may save you from evil and my father from suspicion. Father, if you will let me, it would be more of a disguise than anything." "You might meet some one you know," said Raeburn.
And after searching the columns of her favorite "society" paper, she pointed to the following paragraph: "It is now known as a positive fact that the notorious Eric Haeberlein was actually in London last week in connection with the disgraceful Kellner business. ON DIT that he escaped detection through the instrumentality of one of the fair sex, whose audacity outweighed her modesty."
It was a horrible moment, however. Her heart beat wildly as they passed on, and every moment she thought she should hear quick steps behind them. But nothing came of it, and in a few minutes they were walking down Southampton Row. When this was safely passed, she began to feel comparatively at ease. Haeberlein thought they might take a cab.
"Not a hansom," she said, quickly, as he was on the point of hailing one. "You would be so much more exposed, you know!" Haeberlein extolled her common sense, and they secured a four-wheeler and drove to Cannon Street. Talking now became more possible. Haeberlein leaned far back in the corner, and spoke in low tones. "Thou has been my salvation, Erica," he said, pressing her hand.
She tried to will her to take it up, but without success. And still the detectives moved steadily forward with their keen scrutiny. Erica was in despair. Herr Haeberlein imagined himself safe now, and she could not warn him without attracting the notice and rousing the suspicion of the passengers.
"Of a doctor, yes," said Raeburn, "of one who will save your life, I hope; and for rooms there are none that I know of except in this house, where you will of course stay." "With the little Herzblattchen to nurse me?" said Haeberlein with a sigh of weary content as he sank back in an arm chair.
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