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It was the capture of the Gibraltar specifications by Prince Slevenski Pobloff. When a Foreign Office secret agent telephoned in that Pobloff had been seen in Nice, I fought against the temptation for half a day, then I went straight to the ambassador and told him what I knew, but not how I came to know it.
"Again you will pardon me," said Pobloff, with his ever-scoffing courtliness. "A mere glance will be necessary, to make sure that we are not mistaken!" He tore open the envelope with one long forefinger, and stooped to draw forth the contents. It was then that Keenan sprang at him.
Beset by jabbering porters, he did not have an opportunity to say farewell to the veiled lady; with her escort she had disappeared when the car stopped and without a word of thanks! Pobloff was wretched. It was past nine o'clock as he roamed the vast garden surrounding the Palace of a Thousand Sounds thus named because of the tiny bells tinkling about its marble dome.
"Yes a little. But " She broke off, and he could see that she was rising from her momentary luxury of relaxation as a fugitive rises after a minute's breathing-spell. "Well?" he asked anxiously. "Pobloff has found us!" she said, in her quiet contralto. "He's here, you mean?" "He's in Genoa. I caught sight of him in a cab, hurrying from the French Consulate to the Cafe Jazelli.
Then I slipped out, and jumped for the moving platform, and was bundled into my right carriage by a guard, who thought I was trying to commit an Anna Karenina suicide until I gave him ten francs. Whether I got away unnoticed or not I can't say for sure. But Pobloff will have resources here that we know nothing of.
From now on, you may be sure, he will have Keenan watched by one of his agents, night and day!" "Then, good heavens, we've got to step in and save Keenan from Pobloff!" "It amounts to that," admitted Frank. "Yet, in some way, if we could only manage it, the two of them ought to fight our battle out for us, between themselves!" "That's true but did you get to Rome?" "Yes, without trouble."
One of his automobiles was always politely placed at my disposal. It was a chance, well, scarcely to be missed. For, you see, it was my intention to meet His Highness, the Prince Ignace Slevenski Pobloff, under slightly different circumstances than would prevail if he and his valet should quietly step through that door at the present moment!"
"No, Excellency, the coffee will be hot and refreshing at Kerb, where we arrive about seven." He cleared his throat, put out his hand, bowed low, and disappeared. The composer grumbled. Kerb! not until that wretched eyrie in the clouds! And such coffee! No matter. Pobloff never felt in robuster health; his irritable nerves were calmed by a sound night's sleep.
Perhaps it had not even been Pobloff merely a drunken stranger, mistaken in his room number, or servants with a message or with linen. She groped softly across the room, until she came to the door. She found it draped and covered with a heavy blanket. Holding this back, she slipped under it, and peered through the keyhole into the illuminated hallway. There seemed to be nobody outside.
I am not a prisoner, but an envoy from my king to the sick princeling." She sighed. "The poor, mad prince," she said, "he is in need of your medicine, sadly. He sent for me a year ago, and I am now his prisoner for life." "But I saw you on the train, a day's journey hence," interrupted the musician. "Yes, I had escaped, and was being taken back by black Hamet when we met." Pobloff whistled.
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