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"Major Kosuth, whom I have the honour to present Major Kosuth, Sir William Bounderby is high up in the diplomatic service of a people 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.
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 learned by heart, no written key of which existed. Carefully he transposed it on to paper and read it through. It was dated from Paris a few hours back. Kosuth left for England yesterday.
He was not conscious of the slightest feeling of uneasiness. He could conceive many reasons for Peter's intervention, but in his pocket lay the agreement, signed by Kosuth, an accredited envoy of the Turkish Government, besides which he had a further document signed by Mr.
Envoy from new Turkish Government. Requiring loan one million pounds. Asked for guarantee that it was not for warlike movement against Bulgaria; declined to give same. Communicated with English Ambassador and informed Kosuth yesterday that neither Government would sanction loan unless undertaking were given that the same was not to be applied for war against Bulgaria.
"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." "Then where does Bernadine come in?" "I do not know," Peter answered. Violet laughed.
"What is it that you are going to try and find out?" she asked. "I am trying to discover who it is that Bernadine and Kosuth are waiting to see," Peter replied. "The worst of it is, I daren't leave here. I shall have to trust to the others." She glanced at the clock. "Well, go and dress," she said. "I'm afraid I've a little of your blood in me, after all.
The Count von Hern turned up this morning with a Major Kosuth, who was one of the leaders of the revolution in Turkey. 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.
He was wearing a fur coat and was otherwise attired for traveling. His luggage was already being piled upon a cab. Mr. Heseltine-Wrigge wasted no words upon him. "You and I have got to have a talk, right here and now," he declared. "Where's the Count?" Major Kosuth frowned gloomily. "I do not understand you," he said, shortly. "Our business is concluded and I am leaving by the two-twenty train."
Envoy from new Turkish Government. Requiring loan one million pounds. Asked for guarantee that it was not for warlike movement against Bulgaria, declined to give same. Communicated with English Ambassador and informed Kosuth yesterday that neither government would sanction loan unless undertaking were given that the same was not to be applied for war against Bulgaria.
Major Kosuth, from a campstool a few yards behind his friend, watched with somewhat languid interest. He gave one, indeed, the impression that his thoughts were far removed from this simple country party, the main object of whose existence for the present seemed to be the slaying of a certain number of inoffensive birds.
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