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And he courteously conducted his sister to the massive oak doors, which closed solidly after her. "What does this mean?" said the baroness, rising angrily, her gray eyes flashing at the count from under her broad brows. "A coincidence," answered Kallash, shrugging his shoulders with an ironical smile. "How a coincidence? Speak clearly!"
"It's clever enough!" cried Kovroff, pressing his hand with the gay enthusiasm of genuine interest. "For this truth much thanks!" cried Kallash, clinking glasses with him. "It is clever that is the best praise I could receive from you. Let us drink to the success of my scheme!" Three days after this conversation the younger prince Shadursky dined with Sergei Antonovitch Kovroff.
"To take their money at cards what a wretched business and so infernally commonplace," said Count Kallash. "To tell you the truth, I have for a long time been sick of cards! And, besides, time is money! Why should we waste several weeks, or even months, over something that could be done in a few days?"
Kovroff agreed completely, but at the same time put the question, if not cards, what plan was available? "That is it exactly!" cried Kallash, warming up. "I have thought it all over. The problem is this: we must think up something that would surprise Satan himself, something that would make all Hades smile and blow us hot kisses. But what of Hades? that's all nonsense.
He doesn't know where to turn and rather than take his gold back with him, he would willingly let it go at an even lower rate than the smugglers generally ask. If I had enough free cash I would go in for it myself." "It looks a good proposition," commented Count Kallash. "It is certainly very enticing; what do you think?" said Prince Shadursky interrogatively, folding his arms.
Believe me, dear baroness, that if I had not legally sufficient facts in my hands, I would not have spoken to you of this." Kallash lied, but lied with the most complete appearance of probability. The baroness again grew confused and turned white. "Where are your facts? Put them in my hands!" she said at last, after a prolonged silence. "Oh, this is too much!
"Gentlemen, you are strangers; let me introduce you to each other," said Kovroff, presenting Count Kallash to Bodlevski. "Very glad to know you," answered the Hungarian count, to Bodlevski's astonishment in Russian; "very glad, indeed! I have several times had the honor of hearing of you. Was it not you who had some trouble about forged notes in Paris?" "Oh, no!
"And what follows from all this?" replied the baroness with a forced smile of contempt. "Much MAY follow from it," significantly but quietly replied Kallash. "But at present the only important matter is, that I know all. I repeat it ALL." "Where are your facts?" asked the baroness. "Facts? Hm!" laughed Kallash. "If facts are needed, they will be forthcoming.
"By no means unless you command me to be afraid," Kallash replied in the same tone. "Let us enter at once!" "Kasimir, turn under the arch!" and the boat cut across the canal toward a half circle of darkness. A moment more and the darkness engulfed them completely. They were somewhere under the Admiralty, not far from St. Isaac's Cathedral.
And I think his name was Kasimir. She often got my permission to slip out to visit him; she said he worked for a lithographer, and always begged me to persuade mother to liberate her from serfdom, so that she could marry him." This unexpected discovery meant much to Kallash.
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