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Updated: May 7, 2025
All the while, I must confess, I was working my cards carefully. Thanks to the mysterious Titeroff I had received an introduction to Nicholas Petkoff, the grave, grey-haired Minister of Finance, who had early in life lost his right arm at the battle of the Shipka Pass and he was inclined to admit my proposals. A French syndicate had approached him, but Petkoff would have none of them.
Nevertheless, I was obsessed by the strange mark which had been so mysteriously placed upon my hand the same mark as that borne by the mysterious Vassos. "You may send a cipher dispatch to London if you like, Mr. Hargreave," said the Minister Petkoff, as we sat over our cigars. "The documents will be all signed at the Cabinet meeting at noon to-morrow.
Her father grunted, and after congratulating me upon my escape, said: "You had nothing to complain about regarding Titeroff, and the assistance he and Mayhew gave you eh?" "Nothing. Without them I could never have acted. Indeed, I could never have approached the Minister Petkoff." "Yes," he remarked reflectively. "They're both wily birds.
At last the Cabinet, after much political jugglery, being deposed, the Council were in complete accord with Petkoff regarding my proposals. All had been done in secret from the party in opposition, and one day I had lunched with His Excellency the Minister of Finance at his house in the suburbs of the city.
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