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"Major Kosuth, whom I have the honor to present Major Kosuth, Sir William Bounderby is high up in the diplomatic service of a country with whom we must feel every sympathy the young Turks. The Count von Hern, who takes my brother-in-law's place, is probably known to you by name." Sir William welcomed his visitors cordially. "You do not shoot, Major Kosuth?" he asked.
Shepherd and Hargreaves became at liberty to sell those vessels, and that I have bought them. You will have to give up that money, Major Kosuth." "You bet he shall!" the American muttered. Bernadine leaned a little towards his enemy. "You must give us a minute or two," he insisted. "We shall not go away, I promise you. Within five minutes you shall hear our decision."
Kosuth is even now returning his letters of credit to your friend. You are quite right. The loan cannot stand." "I was sure," Peter answered, "that you would see the matter correctly." "You and I," Bernadine continued, "know very well that I don't care a fig about Turkey, new or old. The ships I will admit that I intended to have for my own country. As it is, I wish you joy of them.
It is a hard task for a man whose mind is centred upon great events to sit still and watch a performance of this sort. Be kind to us all and remember that this represents to us merely a few hours of relaxation. We, too, have our more serious moments." "You read my thoughts well," Major Kosuth declared. "I do not seek to excuse them.
I believe that the hearts of your country people are turned towards us in the same manner. I could wish that your country's political sympathies were as easily aroused." Bernadine intervened promptly. "Major Kosuth has been here only one day," he remarked lightly. "I tell him that he is a little too impatient. See, we are approaching the wood. It is as well here to refrain from conversation."
He had scarcely finished his task before a servant brought in a dispatch. He opened it with interest and drew pencil and paper towards him. It was from Paris, and in the code which he had learnt by heart, no written key of which now existed. Carefully he transcribed it on to paper and read it through. It was dated from Paris a few hours back: "Kosuth left for England yesterday.
"Major Kosuth," he began, "I sympathize with you. It is a hard task for a man whose mind is centered upon great events, to sit still and watch a performance of this sort. Be kind to us all and remember that this represents to us merely a few hours of relaxation. We, too, have our more serious moments." "You read my thoughts well," Major Kosuth declared. "I do not seek to excuse them.
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.
Besides, considerations which might be of value from a Government are no security at all as applied to a private individual." She nodded. "Do you think that Kosuth means to go behind the existing treaty and borrow from Germany?" Peter shook his head. "I can't quite believe that," he said. "It would mean the straining of diplomatic relations with both countries. It is out of the question."
"You cannot seriously doubt but that you will find them in this country," Peter remarked. "There has never been a time when the English nation has not sympathized with the cause of liberty." "It is not the hearts of your people," Major Kosuth said, "which I fear. It is the antics of your politicians. Sympathy is a great thing, and good to have, but Turkey to-day needs more.
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