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"Immelan, as you of course know, is one of your enemies, one of those who are working in this country for purposes of his own. But as regards Kroten, may I ask where you obtained your information about the place?" Nigel dragged down the atlas and showed them the paragraph. Jesson read it with a faint smile upon his lips. "I fancy," he remarked, "that this is a little out of date.
Jesson looked across the room to Drexley, who was leaning against the wall with folded arms. "Give me your word of honour, Drexley," he said, "and I'll hear what you have to say." "I give it. I swear that I will not lay a finger upon you." "Come this way, then," Jesson added. He left the room and entered a small committee chamber nearly opposite.
"There remains for you the third enterprise," Jesson replied, "one in which, so far as I can see," he continued, with a smile, "you have not the faintest chance of success." "Tell me what it is, at least?" she begged. "The conversion of Prince Shan." Maggie made a little grimace. "Aren't you trying me a little high?" she murmured. "Very high indeed," Jesson acknowledged.
Presently she will make a report, and the whole issue will remain with her. Immelan knows this and pays her ceaseless court. My impression, however, is that his influence is waning. I believe that to-day he is terrified at the bare reflection of how much Naida Karetsky knows." "You believe that she does know exactly what is intended?" Nigel asked. "I am perfectly certain of it," Jesson replied.
For a full minute the two men looked into one another's eyes deep down, and read the things that are written underneath, be a man English or German. Then suddenly Jesson smiled slightly and spoke. "You are a clever man, Major Staunton. When will the rifle practice take place?" Thus it ended, the play of which John Brinton's disappearance formed the prologue.
"It sounds a bit of a forlorn hope," Maggie remarked cheerfully, "but I'll do my little best." "Prince Shan has abandoned his idea of landing at Paris," Jesson continued. "He is coming direct to London. I have to thank Chalmers for that information. Immelan will meet him directly he arrives, and their first conversations will make history.
Enough to whet his curiosity, and no more. But in China there is the whole secret at the mercy of a successful spy. A man named Jesson, Lady Maggie " "I telephoned you about him before luncheon to-day," she interrupted. "I had your message," he replied, "and the man is safe for the moment.
I thought it only right to let you know at once, sir, that the police have been here rummaging about. They had what they called a search warrant, I believe. I came up to the house immediately, but I could not induce any of the servants to bring word in to you. Mr. Jesson, the Duke's own man, told me that it was as much as his place was worth to allow any one to enter the library."
It rests with you to say whether we may not have many more." "With me?" She looked up at him quickly. From where he sat he could see her bosom rising and falling quickly. Then he started suddenly away Cicely sat up in terror, grasping the sides of her chair. There was a sharp knock at the closed door. "Is Mr. Jesson in?" a soft voice asked. "Who is it?" Douglas cried, in blank amazement.
I always take a fin instead of a savoury, and I shall take the liberty of ordering one for you, Jesson, and a creme de menthe for Miss Strong." "You're very good," Douglas answered. The order was given to the head-waiter himself, who stood by Drexley's chair. Drexley raised his little glass and bowed to the girl. "I drink your health, Miss Strong," he said, gravely, "and yours, Jesson.
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