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"Well?" said John. "This," observed Mr. Scobell simply, "is hell." He drew a cigar stump mechanically from his vest pocket and lighted it. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked. "What are you?" said John. "It's up to you." Mr. Scobell gazed heavily into vacancy. "Ever since I started in to monkey with that darned Mervo," he said sadly, "there ain't a thing gone right.
Early next morning a window at the rear of the palace was broken by a stone, and toward noon one of the soldiers on guard in front of the Casino was narrowly missed by an anonymous orange. For Mervo this was practically equivalent to the attack on the Bastille, and John, when the report of the atrocities was brought to him, became hopeful.
He caught the eye of the wizened man, and stopped again. "Have you been in Mervo long?" he said, as the ball fell. "I only arrived this morning. It seems lovely. I must explore to-morrow." She was beginning to move off. "Er " John coughed to remove what seemed to him a deposit of sawdust and unshelled nuts in his throat.
"How clever you are!" "A mere gift," he said modestly. "I have been like that from a boy." He got up from his chair. "Isn't there an encyclopaedia in the library, Elsa?" "Yes, but it's an old edition." "It will probably touch on Mervo. I'll go and fetch it." As he crossed the terrace, Elsa turned quickly to Betty. "Well?" she said. Betty smiled at her. "He's a dear. Are you very happy, Elsa?"
Whoever sent it must be a millionaire." "He is. It's from my stepfather. Read it out, Elsa. I want Mr. Rossiter to hear it. He may be able to tell me where Mervo is. Did you ever hear of Mervo, Mr. Rossiter?" "Never. What is it?" "It's a place where my stepfather is, and where I've got to go. I do call it hard. Go on, Elsa."
"Oh, shucks!" said the schemer impatiently. "Here, where's a cable form?" On a red sandstone rock at the edge of the water, where the island curved sharply out into the sea, Prince John of Mervo sat and brooded on first causes.
I'm old Grayback from 'way back in Mervo. See! I've only to twiddle my fingers and there'll be a revolution and you for the Down-and-Out Club. Don't you forget it, sonnie." John shrugged his shoulders. "I've said all I have to say. You've had your notice to quit. After to-night the Casino is closed." "But don't I tell you the people won't stand for it?" "That's for them to decide.
"As you justly remark," said Smith, "there are others. I am glad we have secured Comrade Brady's services. We may need them." It was not till Betty found herself many blocks distant from the office of Peaceful Moments that she checked her headlong flight. She had run down the stairs and out into the street blindly, filled only with that passion for escape which had swept her away from Mervo.
Pugh." "Tchah!" "What say?" said the walrus. "I said 'Tchah! Colonel." "Why?" said the walrus. "Because His Highness quibbled." The walrus nodded approvingly. "His Highness did nothing of the sort," said John. "Gambling is forbidden in Mervo for the same reason that it is forbidden in England, because it demoralizes the people." "This is absurd, sir.
The Westley blood and the bracing nature of his education had done much to counteract the Mervo strain. He did not know it, but the American in him was winning. The desire for action was growing steadily every day. It had been Mervo that had sent him to the polo grounds on the previous day. That impulse had been purely Mervian. No prince of that island had ever resisted a temptation.
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