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He was so urbane and apologetic, and promised such impartial punishment both for the persons who inspired the outrage and for those who actually carried it out, that Mr. Fenshawe deferred to the morrow the stern protest he meant to register against von Kerber's detention.
"Meaning that you advise a surprise march on Suleiman's Well, and the massacre of every person who resists as?" inquired Mr. Fenshawe, acidly impatient. "Better that than turn back at the very threshold." "Excellent! The voyage of the Aphrodite would then achieve an international fame which would survive the ages." The blank despair in von Kerber's face won Royson's pity.
While kneeling to pinion the footpad's arms behind his back, thus rescuing Tagg from a professor of the savate, Dick tried to guess von Kerber's motive in hurling such an extraordinary taunt after one of his runaway adversaries, and in French, too, whereas the other had an Italian name, and, in all likelihood, spoke only Italian.
For he had scarcely reached the quiet gloom of the trees when a man, who had followed him since he quitted von Kerber's house, overtook him and touched his arm. "Beg pardon," said the stranger, "but are you the gentleman who called on Baron von Kerber half an hour ago?" "Yes." Taken unawares, Dick was thrown off his guard for the instant. "And you left his house just now?" "Yes."
He will believe you, and you can convince him that it is the only satisfactory way out of a disagreeable position." A full minute elapsed before Irene answered. "I take it that you are here with Baron von Kerber's consent," she said. "Yes. We discussed matters from every aspect last night. That is why I am so well posted in your movements. We prefer not to await Mr. Royson's return.
Looked at in cold blood, there was nothing sinister in von Kerber's wish to keep his business affairs private. If the Baron were mixed up in a quarrel with some unknown Italian, his association with people like Mr. Fenshawe and his granddaughter supplied a valid excuse for observing a certain secrecy. To guess the nature of the yacht's mission was more difficult.
Irene could not restrain a little gasp of wonderment at von Kerber's amazing catalogue. Her grandfather looked at her. "You were wiser than I, little girl," he murmured. "You warned me that these people were deceiving me, yet I refused to listen." "Oh, one has to follow the path that promises success," interrupted von Kerber savagely.
In future he will have a wholesome respect for British sailors." He laid the almost insensible form on the road again, pocketed the revolver, which he found close at hand, and gave an ear to von Kerber's settlement with the cocher. The latter was now volubly indignant in the assessment of damages to his vehicle, hoping to obtain a louis as compensation.
"We may be able to answer those questions, and others, when we find out who it was that came for her." "Some Arab, the man says. How strange that Mrs. Haxton should be acquainted with an Arab in Massowah!" Mr. Fenshawe bent towards them. "Do not forget," he said in a low voice, "that Mrs. Haxton may not have heard earlier of von Kerber's arrest.
Trumped-up allegations have led to cabled orders for von Kerber's arrest, and these wretched organ-grinders in uniform would have lodged every one of us in prison if they dared. Unhappily, the Baron is an Austrian subject, and there will be considerable delay before I can secure his freedom. We must make for Aden at once. I will not trust the cable from Massowah.
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