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I'm hiring him to be Prince of Mervo, and his first job as Prince of Mervo will be to marry Betty. I'd like to see him kick!" He began to pace the room. "By Heck, it's going to make this place boom to beat the band. It'll be the biggest kind of advertisement. Restoration of Royalty at Mervo. That'll make them take notice by itself.
"I suppose you will," said Elsa mournfully. "But, oh, Betty, what a shame!" "By heck!" cried Mr. Benjamin Scobell. He wheeled round from the window, and transferred his gaze from the view to his sister Marion; losing by the action, for the view was a joy to the eye, which his sister Marion was not. Mervo was looking its best under the hot morning sun. Mr.
There's a republic again in Mervo now." "But why? What had you done?" "Well, I abolished the gaming-tables. But, more probably," he went on quickly, "they saw what a perfect dub I was in every " She interrupted him. "Do you mean to say that, just because of me ?"
"Yah," said Herr von Mandelbaum through the smoke. John looked at the spokesman. "You are from England, Mr. Pugh?" "Yes, sir. I am a British citizen." "Suppose some enterprising person began to run a gambling hell in Piccadilly, would the authorities look on and smile?" "That is an entirely different matter, sir. You are quibbling. In England gambling is forbidden by law." "So it is in Mervo, Mr.
The young man patted him on his shoulder. "I appoint you, Desmond Ryan," he said, "Grand Hereditary Bell Hop to the Court of Mervo." Thus did Prince John formally enter into his kingdom. Owing to collaboration between Fate and Mr. Scobell, John's state entry into Mervo was an interesting blend between a pageant and a vaudeville sketch. The pageant idea was Mr. Scobell's.
"Well," he said awkwardly, "as a matter of fact what you said did make me think over my position, and, of course, directly I thought over it oh, well, anyway, I closed down gambling in Mervo, and then " "John!" He was aware of a small hand creeping round the table under cover of the cloth.
And, as he looked, he heard America calling to him. Mervo, by the appeal of its novelty, had caused him to forget. But now, quite suddenly, he knew that he was homesick and it astonished him, the readiness with which he had permitted Mr. Crump to lead him away into bondage. It seemed incredible that he had not foreseen what must happen.
"You're crazy with the heat!" gasped Mr. Scobell. "Abolish gambling? You can't." "I can. That concession of yours isn't worth the paper it's written on. The Republic gave it to you. The Republic's finished. If you want to conduct a Casino in Mervo, there's only one man who can give you permission, and that's myself. The acts of the Republic are not binding on me.
"Is he nice-looking, Bennie?" "Sure. All these Mervo princes have been good-lookers, I hear, and this one must be near the top of the list. You'll like him, Marion. All the girls will be crazy about him in a week." Miss Scobell turned a page. "Is he married?" Her brother started. "Married? I never thought of that. But no, I guess he's not. He'd have mentioned it.
"You are Prince John of Mervo, and I am here " he got into his stride as he reached the familiar phrase "to inform Your Highness that the Republic has been dissolved, and that your subjects offer you the throne of your ancestors." A horrid doubt seized John. "You're stringing me. One of those Indians at the News, Rupert Smith, or someone, has put you up to this." Mr. Crump appeared wounded.
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