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Marsa might have known of all this if she had, for a moment, doubted Menko's word. But how was she to suspect that the young Count was capable of a lie or of concealing such a secret?
As Marsa Laszlo was leaving the boat, Michel Menko stood close to the gangway, doubtless on purpose to speak to her; and, in the confusion of landing, without any one hearing him, he breathed in her ear these brief words: "At your house this evening. I must see you." She gave him an icy glance. Michel Menko's eyes were at once full of tears and flames. "I demand it!" he said, firmly.
Marsa should be the sole witness of the duel, and the blood of the Prince or of Menko should spatter her face a crimson stain upon her pale cheek should be her punishment. Early in the evening Andras left the hotel, after slipping into the pocket of his overcoat a pair of loaded pistols: one of them he would cast at Menko's feet. It was not assassination he wished, but justice.
Angelo Valla you know him Manin's former minister " "Yes, I know," said Count Josef, with his enigmatical smile. "Valla told me of Menko's arrest. I knew that Menko had left Paris, and I was very anxious to find where he had gone. Valla learned, at the Italian embassy in Paris, of the affair of this Labanoff and of the real or apparent complicity of Michel Menko; and he told me about it.
She waited, with the idle curiosity of a spectator who had no share in the drama, for the end of Menko's odious argument: "I lied because I loved you!"
As Marsa Laszlo was leaving the boat, Michel Menko stood close to the gangway, doubtless on purpose to speak to her; and, in the confusion of landing, without any one hearing him, he breathed in her ear these brief words: "At your house this evening. I must see you." She gave him an icy glance. Michel Menko's eyes were at once full of tears and flames. "I demand it!" he said, firmly.
The Tzigana, taking Vogotzine's arm, led him gently toward the door, a little alarmed at the purple hue of the General's cheeks and forehead. "Come, take a little fresh air," she said to the old soldier, who regarded her with round, expressionless eyes. As they disappeared in the garden, Varhely drew from his pocket the little package given to him by Menko's valet.
Marsa should be the sole witness of the duel, and the blood of the Prince or of Menko should spatter her face a crimson stain upon her pale cheek should be her punishment. Early in the evening Andras left the hotel, after slipping into the pocket of his overcoat a pair of loaded pistols: one of them he would cast at Menko's feet. It was not assassination he wished, but justice.
Valla then obtained another second from the Hungarian embassy, and two officers in garrison at Florence consented to serve as Menko's friends. It was arranged that the duel should take place in a field near Pistoja. Valla, anxious and uneasy, said to Varhely: "All this is right and proper, but " "But what?" "But suppose he kills you?
Although he knew nothing, Varhely had, nevertheless, guessed everything, and at once. The blow was too direct and too cruelly simple for the old Hungarian not to have immediately exclaimed, with rage: "Those were love-letters, and I gave them to him! Idiot that I was! I held those letters in my hand; I might have destroyed them, or crammed them one by one down Menko's throat!
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