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I shall denounce him at the first opportunity." I said nothing. Kazanovitch regarded me keenly to see what impression the story made on me, but I did not let my looks betray anything, except proper surprise, and he seemed satisfied. It might be true, after all, I reasoned, the more I thought of it. I had heard that the Russian consul-general had a very extensive spy system in the city.
Revalenko sprang up and grasped Kazanovitch by the hand. "Forgive me, comrade, for ever suspecting you," he cried. "And forgive me for suspecting you," replied Kazanovitch, "but how did you come to shadow Kharkoff?" "I ordered him to follow Kharkoff secretly and protect him," explained Saratovsky. Olga and Ekaterina faced each other fiercely. Olga was trembling with emotion.
But nowhere had they any word of Kazanovitch, until I visited a Polish artist who was illustrating his stories. He had been there, looking very worn and tired, and had talked vacantly about the sketches which the artist had showed him. After that I lost all trace of him again. It was nearly noon as I hurried to meet Craig at Kharkoff's.
Or was it merely that I found the great writer of fiction seeking the dramatic effect always at the cost of sincerity? "Just what is it that you suspect?" asked Craig, anxious to dispense with the rhetoric and to get down to facts. "Surely, when three persons are stricken, you must suspect something." "Poison," replied Kazanovitch quickly. "Poison, and of a kind that even the poison doctors of St.
Kazanovitch," apologised Kennedy briskly, "but I feel that I am going to have a hard day to-morrow and by the way, would you be so kind as to come up to my laboratory some time during the day, and continue your story." On the way out Craig took the doctor aside for a moment, and they talked earnestly. At last Craig motioned to me. "Walter," he explained, "Dr.
"No," replied Kennedy firmly. "Miss Nevsky, I am quite willing to take the risk. Besides, here comes the automobile." "You are too kind," she exclaimed. "Kazanovitch himself could do no more. How am I ever to thank you?" On the back of the automobile Kennedy placed a peculiar oblong box, swung on two concentric rings balanced on pivots, like a most delicate compass.
" I will commission you, Walter, to find Kazanovitch. I shall be back again shortly before noon to examine the wreck of Kharkoff's office. Meet me there. Goodbye, Miss Nevsky." It was not the first time that I had had a roving commission to find some one who had disappeared in New York. I started by inquiring for every possible place that he might be found.
Samarova is head over heels in love with Kazanovitch you heard her call for him just now? Before they left Paris, Kazanovitch showed some partiality for Olga, but now Nevsky has captured him.
"So Kharkoff had been marked for slaughter," I thought. Or was "K." Kazanovitch? I regarded Revalenko more closely. He was suspiciously sullen. "Must have more money. Cable ten thousand rubles at once Russian consul-general. Will advise you plot against Czar as details perfected here. Expect break up New York band with death of S."
I consumed practically the whole morning going from one place to another on the East Side. Some of the picturesque haunts of the revolutionists would have furnished material for a story in themselves. But nowhere had they any word of Kazanovitch, until I visited a Polish artist who was illustrating his stories.
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