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'I am afraid, she said rather stiffly, 'that Miss Donne is out. In a not altogether well-spent life Logotheti had seen many things; but he was not accustomed to American chaperons, whose amazing humility always takes it for granted that no man under forty can possibly call upon them except for the sake of seeing the young woman in their charge. Logotheti looked vaguely surprised.
'She wrote me that Monsieur Logotheti had some papers for her to sign to-day before a notary, and that somehow if she did not stay and sign them she would lose most of what she has. 'That's ingenious! exclaimed Madame Bonanni, with a laugh. 'Ingenious? Margaret did not understand. 'Do you mean that Madame De Rosa has invented the story? 'No, no! cried the other.
Rushmore could not help looking at it, and in her prim way she wondered how any man who was not an adventurer or a sort of glorified commercial traveller could carry such a thing. There was an unpleasant fascination in the mere look of it, and she watched it move instead of answering. 'Yes? said Logotheti, looking up interrogatively. 'What shall we say?
Will you help me? It seemed an age before the answer to her whispered question came. 'Yes. When Logotheti and his doctor had taken Mr. Feist away from the hotel, to the no small satisfaction of the management, they had left precise instructions for forwarding the young man's letters and for informing his friends, if any appeared, as to his whereabouts. But Logotheti had not given his own name.
Now don't talk, but let me give you a name, and we will drink your health to it in a drop of that old white Chartreuse. You like that old white Chartreuse, Logotheti. You shall have none till you have found a name for Miss Donne. 'May I not keep my own? Margaret asked timidly. 'No. It is an absurd name for the stage, my dear. All the people would make jokes about it.
Madame Bonanni's proceedings had made an impression on her which it would be hard to forget, and she sat silent for a while, not tasting what followed. 'Logotheti, said Madame Bonanni later, with her mouth full of strawberries and cream, 'you must do something for me. 'An investment, dear lady? I suppose you want some of the bonds of the new electric road, don't you?
'Yes, said Margaret; but she thought of the story Logotheti had told her on the previous evening. 'I know Mr. Van Torp, and the little girl and Miss More, she said after a moment. 'We came over in the same steamer. She thought it was only fair to say that she had met the people of whom he had been speaking.
Having sipped a couple of small glasses of very old Samos wine, Logotheti ordered lights and coffee in his private room, told the servants not to disturb him, went in and locked the outer door. Then he gave a sigh of satisfaction and sat down, as if he had reached the end of a day's journey.
That was what Logotheti said, and it comforted Mr. Feist, who recognised the opium at once; all that afternoon and through all the next morning he told himself that he was to have another of those cigarettes, and perhaps two, at three o'clock in the afternoon, when Logotheti had said that he would come again.
'Are you sure of the voice? asked the Greek quietly. 'As sure as I am of my own. 'Very well. I give you my word. It is done. 'Good. I hate you, Logotheti, because you are so cautious, but you always do what you promise. You may have your coffee now! What name are you going to take, my dear? she asked, turning to Margaret, who felt very uncomfortable.
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