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She sank into a chair in a passion of tears, and Alec bent over her. He spoke no word to her; but his hand rested gently around her neck while his eyes traveled from Michael's gray-green face to Julius Marulitch's white one.
He is like a gambler at Monte Carlo who stakes maximums just because the table is running favorably." "Fish!" snorted Marulitch. "What else would a gambler do?" "What indeed?" agreed Beliani, though a far less alert intelligence than Marulitch's might have known that he was annoyed.
"Mirabel, of course?" "She is unnamed." "That's it. I know, I know! He will marry Mirabel. By Heaven! if he does, I'll shoot him myself!" "The trial of the regicides is fixed for June," went on Beliani, wholly unmoved by Marulitch's vehemence. "Now, the vital question is, How far can Stampoff be relied on?" "How does our reliance on Stampoff concern Mirabel?"
Julius Marulitch's right hand sought the pocket of the dinner jacket he was wearing. "No, Julius," said Alec pleasantly, "move an inch and you are a dead man. Bosko has my orders, and he will obey them. You may look at him if you doubt my word." Marulitch's well poised head had never before turned so quickly; but he shrank from a wicked looking muzzle pointed straight between his eyes.
Count Julius Marulitch and his friend Constantine Beliani, the one savagely impatient, the other moody and preoccupied, sprawled listlessly in Marulitch's flat in the Avenue Victor Hugo, and, though it was evening, each was reading "The Matin." That is to say, each was pretending to read; but their thoughts did not follow the printed words.
"I am not going!" she vowed, thereby giving Poluski the exact information he needed; for his nimble brain was beginning to see the connection between Alec's letter and Count Julius Marulitch's intense desire to avail himself of Joan's skill as a copyist. "You are, my dear," he said, dropping his bantering tone and looking her straight in the eyes.
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