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"Which is to say," Falkenberg exclaimed, "that we are to be the laughing-stock of Europe! Anything else?" "There is an imperial summons commanding your presence at Potsdam at once," Neudheim acknowledged reluctantly. "I start for the frontier in a quarter of an hour," Falkenberg decided. "I shall drive to Chalons and telegraph for a special train from there."
He read on, read from that first sentence to the last, read the naked truth about himself, saw his motives exposed, his secret visits to Paris derided, his foibles photographed. He saw himself the laughing stock of Europe. Then he leaned over and rang the bell. "Neudheim," he said, "let it be given out that I leave to-night for Falkenberg as usual.
"Not mine only," the man muttered. "Do you know that there are those who wait for you in your rooms?" Falkenberg turned away. "Stay here till I return," he ordered. He turned the key of his own apartments and entered. His servant hurried up to him. "There waits for Your Highness," he announced, "the Baron von Neudheim." Falkenberg started. "Here?" he exclaimed.
"In His Excellency's private apartment. There waits also " Falkenberg had already departed. He opened the door of his room. His secretary rose hastily to his feet. "What do you here, Neudheim?" Falkenberg demanded. "What has happened?" "Excellency," the young man replied, "there is trouble. Within half an hour of your leaving, I had important news. I dared not telegraph. I have followed you.
I took a special train from the frontier." "Go on," Falkenberg said calmly. "It is something serious?" "Indeed, yes, Your Excellency!" the Baron continued. "It is concerning the Agdar matter." Falkenberg's face lit up. "An ultimatum!" he exclaimed. "So much the better!" Baron von Neudheim shook his head. "For once, I am afraid," he said, "we have been trapped. His Excellency himself sent for me.
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