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Selingman smiled enigmatically. "And you, my young friend," he enquired, "what have you been doing this morning?" "I have just left Hebblethwaite," Norgate answered. "There was a Cabinet Council this morning, wasn't there?" Norgate nodded. "An unimportant one, I should imagine. Hebblethwaite seemed thoroughly satisfied with himself and with life generally.
"When you come to think of it, sitting here and feeling the reviving influence of this remarkably well-concocted beverage, I can confidently answer 'Nothing. And yet, a few minutes ago, I must admit that I was conscious of a sensation of gloom. You know, Norgate, you're not the only idiot in the world who goes about seeing shadows.
Norgate was not in his flower and prime. He was not above a year or two Miss Baring's senior; but his whole being had suffered eclipse before it reached maturity, though he still showed some remains of what might have been worth preserving. His physique had been what no word interprets so fitly as the Scotch word "braw," not huge and unwieldy in size and strength, but manly and comely.
"Which have you backed?" Norgate enquired. "The Lancers." "Well, it's any odds on the Hussars, so you've lost your money," Norgate told him. Hebblethwaite sighed resignedly. "Well," he said, "the question you submit is a problem which has presented itself to us once or twice, although I may tell you that there isn't a soul in the Cabinet except one who believes in the chance of war.
"Very nicely, thanks," the latter replied. "Dining alone with the Baroness von Haase!" his junior continued. "A Court favourite, too! Never been seen alone before except with her young princeling. What honeyed words did you use, Lothario " "Oh, chuck it!" Norgate interrupted. "Tell me about the Baroness von Haase! She is Austrian, isn't she?" Ansell nodded.
"Norgate," he said, "I am sorry that this is the frame of mind in which you have come to me. I tell you frankly that you couldn't have appealed to a man in the Cabinet less in sympathy with your fears than I myself." "I am sorry to hear that," Norgate replied grimly, "but go on." "Before I entered the Cabinet," Mr.
There is no one who will profit more. That reminds me. There was one little question I had to ask. A friend of mine has seen you on your way back and forth to Camberley three or four times lately. You lunched the other day with the colonel of one of your Lancer regiments. How did you spend your time at Camberley?" For a moment Norgate made no reply.
Then he shook himself from his unaccustomed reverie; Adrien Leroy, the popular idol of fashionable society, was not given long to introspection. "What next?" he asked himself. It was Norgate who answered the unspoken query, by announcing that the motor was at the door. As Adrien descended the stairs, Jasper Vermont entered the hall below him. "Ah, just in time!" he said with his amicable smile.
"You will pardon my mentioning it, sir," he said "I imagine it is of no importance but one of the German waiters on this floor has been going out of his way to enter into conversation with me this evening. He seemed to know your name and to know that you had just come from Germany. He hinted at some slight trouble there, sir." "The dickens he did!" Norgate exclaimed.
I had as a fellow passenger a person whom I am convinced is high up in the German Secret Service Intelligence Department." "All that!" Mr. Hebblethwaite murmured. "Go ahead, Norgate. I like the commencement of your story. I almost feel that I am moving through the pages of a diplomatic romance.
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