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Updated: May 31, 2025
'The government messages, sire, have all dropped into cipher, he said. 'I have set a man 'LOOK! interrupted the king, and pointed upward with a long, lean finger. Pestovitch followed that indication and then glanced for one questioning moment at the white face before him. 'We have to face it out, sire, he said.
His spirit was tossing like a wind-whipped sea. One moment he was exalted and full of contempt for 'that ass' and his search; the next he was down in a pit of dread. 'They will find them, Pestovitch, and then he'll hang us. 'Hang us? The king put his long nose into his councillor's face. 'That grinning brute WANTS to hang us, he said. 'And hang us he will, if we give him a shadow of a chance.
The Slavic fox stood upon a metal balcony in his picturesque Art Nouveau palace that gave upon the precipice that overhung his bright little capital, and beside him stood Pestovitch, grizzled and cunning, and now full of an ill-suppressed excitement.
The king was in a feverish, irritable mood all that evening, but he made his plans nevertheless with infinite cunning. They must get the bombs away; there must be a couple of atomic hay lorries, the bombs could be hidden under the hay.... Pestovitch went and came, instructing trusty servants, planning and replanning.... The king and the ex-king talked very pleasantly of a number of subjects.
One great beam seemed to rest on the king for a moment as he came out of the palace; then instantly and reassuringly it had swept away. But while they were still in the palace gardens another found them and looked at them. 'They see us, cried the king. 'They make nothing of us, said Pestovitch.
'Pestovitch, he said, clutching his minister's arm, 'they are watching us. I'm not going through with this. They are watching us. I'm going back. Pestovitch remonstrated. 'Tell him to go back, said the king, and tried to open the window. For a few moments there was a grim struggle in the automobile; a gripping of wrists and a blow.
'I won't sit still here and be caught like a fascinated rabbit, said the king in conclusion. 'We must shift those bombs. 'Risk it, said Pestovitch. 'Leave them alone. 'No, said the king. 'Shift them near the frontier. Then while they watch us here they will always watch us here now we can buy an aeroplane abroad, and pick them up....
'But of course with these things one has to be so careful. And then again for an instant something like the faintest shadow of derision gleamed out of the envoy's eyes and recalled that chilly feeling to King Ferdinand's spine. Some kindred depression had come to Pestovitch, who had been watching the drawn intensity of Firmin's face.
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