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That is the reason why the affair had to be conducted in such a roundabout manner." "All this is beyond me," Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge said hoarsely. "I don't care a d n who has the ships in the end so long as I get my money!" "But you would not get your money," Peter pointed out, "because there will be no ships.
It was not until the very end of the evening, indeed, that the host of this very agreeable party was rewarded by a single hint. It all came about in the most natural manner. They were speaking of foreign capitals. "I love Paris," Mrs. Heseltine-Wrigge told her host. "Just adore it. Charles is often there on business and I always go along." Peter smiled. There was just a chance here.
That is the reason why the affair had to be conducted in such a roundabout manner." "All this is beyond me," Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge said, hoarsely. "I don't care a d-n who has the ships in the end so long as I get my money!" "But you would not get your money," Peter pointed out, "because there will be no ships.
"I am sorry, of course, that you have lost the business," Peter concluded; "but surely it's better than losing your money?" Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge struck the table fiercely with his fist. There was a grey and unfamiliar look about his face. "D n it, the money's gone!" he declared hoarsely: "They changed the day. Kosuth had to go back. I paid it twenty-four hours ago." Peter whistled softly.
Even if the nations remain at peace, there are enmities which strike only deeper as the years pass. I am going to take a drink now with my disappointed friend Kosuth. If I raise my glass 'To the Day! you will understand." Peter smiled. "My friend Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge and I are for the same destination," he replied, pushing open the swing door which led to the bar.
"Would your friend Count von Hern be likely to be concerned in it?" "Why?" Peter asked, with immovable face. "Nothing, only I saw him coming out of Heseltine-Wrigge's office the other day," the stockbroker remarked, carelessly. "And who is Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge?" "A very wealthy American financier," the stockbroker replied, "not at all an unlikely person for a loan of the sort you mention."
"Would your friend the Count von Hern be likely to be concerned in it?" "Why?" Peter asked, with immovable face. "Nothing, only I saw him coming out of Heseltine-Wrigge's office the other day," the stockbroker remarked, carelessly. "And who is Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge?" "A very wealthy American financier," the stockbroker replied, "not at all an unlikely person for a loan of the sort you mention."
"I return your good wishes, Count. I, too, drink 'To the Day!" Bernadine and Kosuth left, a few minutes afterwards. Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge, who was feeling himself again, watched them depart with ill-concealed triumph. "Say, you had those fellows on toast, Baron," he declared, admiringly. "I couldn't follow the whole affair, but I can see that you're in for big things sometimes. Remember this.
They all three passed into an inner room. "Any objections to my wife coming in?" Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge asked. "there's scarcely any place for her out there." "Delighted," Peter answered. She glanced at the clock. "Remember we have to meet the Count von Hern at half past one at Prince's, Charles," she reminded him. Her husband nodded.
"Did you happen to mention to the latter," Peter inquired, "that you were advancing money upon those vessels?" "Certainly not," Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge replied. "Kosuth wouldn't hear of such a thing. If the papers got wind of it there'd be the devil to pay. All the same, I have got an assignment from the Turkish Government." "Not worth the paper it's written on," Peter declared blandly. Mr.
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