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I wired Paris and this is the reply." She read the message through thoughtfully and handed it back. Peter lit a match, and standing over the fireplace calmly destroyed it. "A million pounds is not a great sum of money," Violet remarked. "Why could not Kosuth borrow it for his country from a private individual?"
"I return your good wishes, Count. I, too, drink 'To the Day!" Bernadine and Kosuth left, a few minutes afterwards. Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge, who was feeling himself again, watched them depart with ill-concealed triumph. "Say, you had those fellows on toast, Baron," he declared, admiringly. "I couldn't follow the whole affair, but I can see that you're in for big things sometimes. Remember this.
The heart of a nation is big, but the number of those in whose hands it remains to give practical expression to its promptings, is few." Bernadine, who had stood as much as he could, seized forcibly upon his friend. "You must remember our bargain, Kosuth," he insisted, "no politics to-day. Until to-morrow evening we rest.
In common, I believe, with the majority of my country people, I have the utmost respect and admiration for the movement which you represent." Major Kosuth smiled slowly. His features were heavy and unexpressive. There was something of gloom, however, in the manner of his response. "You are very kind, Baron," he replied, "and I welcome very much this expression of your interest in my party.
"Did you happen to mention to the latter," Peter inquired, "that you were advancing money upon those vessels?" "Certainly not," Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge replied. "Kosuth wouldn't hear of such a thing. If the papers got wind of it, there'd be the devil to pay. All the same, I have got an assignment from the Turkish Government." "Not worth the paper it's written on," Peter declared, blandly. Mr.
"The position is this," he said. "Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge has parted with a million and a half of his own money, a loan to the Turkish Government, on security which is not worth a snap of the fingers." "It is a lie!" Major Kosuth exclaimed. "My dear Baron, you are woefully misinformed," the Count declared. Peter shook his head slowly. "No," he said, "I am not misinformed.
The Count von Hern performed the introduction with a reluctance which he wholly failed to conceal. The Turk, however, had been walking on his other side, and his hat was already lifted. Peter had purposely raised his voice. "It gives me the greatest pleasure, Major Kosuth," Peter said, "to welcome you to this country.
"If only you had trusted me a little more!" he murmured. "I tried to warn you." Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge snatched up his hat. "They don't leave till the two-twenty," he shouted. "We'll catch them at the Milan. If we don't, I'm ruined! By Heaven, I'm ruined!" They found Major Kosuth in the hall of the hotel. He was wearing a fur coat and otherwise attired for travelling.
The beat was scarcely over before Peter, resigning his smoking guns to his loader, lit a cigarette and strolled across to the next stand. He plunged at once into a conversation with Kosuth, notwithstanding Bernadine's ill-concealed annoyance. "Major Kosuth," he began, "I sympathise with you.
Heseltine-Wrigge, witnessed and stamped, handing over to him the whole of the security for this very complicated loan, on the sole condition that the million and a half, with interest, was forthcoming. His position was completely secure. A little discussion with his old enemy might not be altogether unpleasant! "It will not take us long, Kosuth, to hear what our friend has to say," he remarked.
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