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Try and convince him that we are not cranks, and that the country is really in the deadliest peril. Get him to see Polloch at once. Both Guest and myself are watched, because we have taken a cafe which is frequented by these people, but we will arrange a meeting, somehow. Try and get us a hearing." She rose to her feet. "When?"
He saw Polloch and tried all he could himself." "Good!" Staunton declared. "One more question. You say that on the committee of the Rifle Club was a German officer. Do you know who he was?" "I do," I answered. "I saw him at the club when I went to meet my cousin. His name is Count Metterheim, and he is on the military staff at the Embassy here." "Better and better," Staunton grunted.
This gentleman is the head of the French secret police. He is here to help, if it is possible." "We have collected our material," I answered, "and placed it before the government here. We are up against an impasse. Through different sources we have approached several members of the Cabinet. The result has been the same in every case. We are treated as madmen. Polloch will do nothing.
"Polloch is an obstinate man, and I know as well as any one, perhaps, how set the Cabinet are upon this German rapprochement. Still you have fastened the burden on my shoulders, and I will carry it." "Thank God!" Monsieur Bardow exclaimed, leaning over and shaking hands with Staunton. "Have no fear, my friend! It is Heaven's truth which you will print." "I believe it," Staunton answered quietly.
I don't know," I answered calmly. "We are all the slaves of opportunity. Lord Polloch very courteously, but with little apparent effort, has made me feel like a fool. Perhaps I am one! Perhaps Lord Polloch is too much of an Englishman. That remains to be discovered." "What do you mean by 'too much of an Englishman'?" Gilbert asked. I shrugged my shoulders.
"And yet," I interrupted, "I am anxious for an interview with the Prime Minister. I am afraid I cannot tell you very much, Gilbert, but I will tell you this. Some rather important information has come into my possession in a very curious fashion. I conceive it to be my duty to pass it on to the government of this country. Lord Polloch can decide whether or not it is of any real value.
There is a copy of my admission into the Waiters' Union, with some significant notes." "This is all?" he asked. "All!" I repeated. "Isn't it sufficient?" "Polloch is an Englishman," my cousin said slowly, "and you know what that means. He will need some convincing!" "Then you must convince him," I declared.
You want to know how Lord Polloch received me, what the nature of my business with him was, and its final result. That is so, isn't it?" "To a certain extent, yes!" he admitted; "as I was responsible for the interview, I naturally feel some interest in it," he added stiffly. "Lord Polloch was most civil," I assured him. "He thanked me very much for coming to see him.
"You shall not need any one else," I declared. "Mine is, after all, a simple task. You know that I went to see Lord Polloch in London." "Well?" "He would not believe me. Why should he? My story sounded wild enough, and I had no proofs. I only need to gather together a few of these loose ends, to weave something tangible out of them and show him the results, and my task is finished."
Do you think that Polloch would see me?" "I am sure that he would not," Gilbert answered promptly. "In fact, I may as well tell you at once, that he has set us down for a pair of cranks. He dismissed me to-day almost peremptorily. And I have reason to know that he has warned other members of the Cabinet against us.
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