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He must be a wealthy man. Was he the father of that patrician maid whose gratitude had not stood the strain of Royson's gruffness? Or, it might be, her brother, seeing that he was associated with von Kerber in some unusual enterprise? What was it? he wondered. "There may be fighting," said von Kerber. Dick was glad of that.
Was the papyrus the object of the attack?" "Yes." "Then this man, Alfieri, knew of it?" "I have never concealed that from you." "It is hard to say what you have or have not concealed, Baron von Kerber. My confidence in you is shaken. How am I to know that this latest version of Alfieri's amazing interference in your affairs is the true one?"
Fenshawe," said he, meeting the older man's searching glance unflinchingly. "Why not?" "Because I gave an undertaking to that effect to Baron von Kerber." "But I am your employer, not he." "No, sir. That is not my view of the contract I signed." "Have you a copy of that contract'?" "Yes." "Will you show it to me?"
Charming woman that you are, I cannot compliment you on either of your present suitors. My advice Is, go back to England, and help me tomorrow in persuading Signor Fenshawe to let matters rest where they are." As one walking in a dream, Mrs. Haxton accompanied Marchetti to the courtyard. There she found von Kerber, who ran to meet her. "So it is you," he cried in English.
But he's a first-rater, an' I, for one, will be sorry to lose him. If you don't take my word for it, ax Tagg. He knows a man when he see him, does Tagg, an' he hasn't forgotten that upper cut Mr. Royson gev' a land shark in Marseilles when the crowd set about you." Stump was profoundly moved, or he would not have made such a long speech, and von Kerber knew that his flank attack had failed.
"Now, because I asked you to wait, you shall have first choice," she said, "Lead on, Mr. Royson. Let us see our dens." But Baron von Kerber came running along the deck, all smiles and welcoming words, and it was evident that some reason other than physical unfitness had kept him out of sight until the yacht's voyage was actually commenced.
Von Kerber had treated him with confidence why should he wish to possess any disturbing knowledge of von Kerber? But he refused to be shadowed like a thief. He stepped out, left the park at Stanhope Gate, jumped on to a passing omnibus, changed it for another in the middle of Oxford Street, and walked down. Regent Street with a well-founded belief that he had defeated espionage for the time.
Moreover, von Kerber and his small escort were evidently making a fight of it, and, while daylight lasted, the Hadendowas, once discovered, would endeavor to shoot down their quarry at a safe range rather than undergo the certain loss of an open assault. How long could the unequal contest be maintained that was the question that tortured Dick.
Fenshawe refused angrily to give a written reply, but von Kerber prevailed on him, and he wrote: "Mr. Hiram Fenshawe begs to inform the Governor of Erythrea that his prohibition of the landing of a British scientific expedition in the colony he rules is arbitrary and unwarranted. Mr.
"As you have favored me with your confidence thus far, won't you take the next step, and tell me why you credit Baron von Kerber with such complaisance?" he demanded. "A woman should not always be asked for reasons, Mr. Royson," said she lightly. "In the graver events of life one wishes for them, nevertheless." "Perhaps we are deviating from the chief issue," she countered.
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