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Marlanx was speaking. Truxton looked up, as at an executioner. The lean, cruel face of that beautiful girl's husband was not far from his own; the fiery eyes were burning into his. The Iron Count sat upon a boulder near his feet. "So you are the Quixote who would tilt at invisible windmills, eh? I remember you quite well. We have met before.
Besides, I am the one who met the lion and almost got devoured, not Yetive, if you please." "I'll punish you by turning you over to old Count Marlanx, the commander of the army in Graustark," said Lorry, laughingly. "He's a terrible ogre, worse than any lion." "Heaven pity you, Beverly, if you fall into his clutches," cried Yetive. "He has had five wives and survives to look for a sixth.
I asked him if it was known in Edelweiss that he had served the Count as secretary. He promptly handed me one of his business cards, on which he refers to himself as the former trusted and confidential secretary of Count Marlanx. Now, I happen to know that he is still in my husband's service, or was no longer ago than last week."
Clearly the case was a puzzling one. Men looked at one another in wonder and uneasiness. "I think I understand the situation," exclaimed Marlanx, suddenly triumphant. "It bears out all that I have said. Baldos left the castle last night, as I have sworn, but not for the purpose of escaping. He went forth to carry Information to our enemies. Can anyone doubt that he is a spy?
Captain Brutus, you will send criers abroad to notify the citizens that I, Count Marlanx, have ordered the execution of the ringleaders in the plot to dynamite the Prince. At sunset, in the square. Away with the carrion!" Then it was, and not till then, that the Committee of Ten found him out! Then it was that they came to know Peter Brutus!
Presently, a villainous looking man dressed in the uniform of the guards, stealthily approached. "I missed him, general, but I will get him the next time." growled the man. "Curse you for a fool!" hissed Marlanx through his teeth. As another hireling came up. "What have you got to say?" The man reported that Baldos had been seen on the balcony alone, evidently on watch.
"It's old Count Marlanx. He's going to blow me up. He hated my mother and my father, so I guess he hates me. He's turrible, Uncle Caspar says." King was very thoughtful for a moment. Something vivid yet fleeting had shot through his brain something that he tried to catch and analyse, but it was gone before he could grasp its significance.
He observed that she looked toward the doors quite as often as she looked at him; it struck him that she was extremely cautious despite her apparent ease. Her voice, always low and even, second lower still. "In the first place, I have a faithful friend in one of the oldest retainers at Schloss Marlanx. His daughter is my maid. She is here with me now.
"Well," doggedly, "you know what men of his type think of shopgirls. They consider them legitimate prey." "And what, pray, do men of your type think of us?" she asked quietly. "Enough of this," interposed William Spantz. "Now, Brutus, what does Count Marlanx say to this day two weeks? Will he be ready?
You must have been very observing." "And very much interested," snarled Marlanx. "Only so far as I imagined my observations might be of benefit to someone else," said Baldos coolly. Again the silence was like death. "Do you know what you are saying, Baldos?" asked Lorry, after a moment. "Certainly, Mr. Lorry. It is the duty of any servant of her highness to give her all that he has in him.
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