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We can only add, that this war continued with great violence for ten years, during the governments of Don Pedro Portel de Cassanate, and Don Francisco de Meneses, as the successes of Clentaru are only incidentally mentioned in any of the writers belonging to this period.
There was Jewish blood in his veins and it made itself felt. "Mabel," he began, "this man Portel you've flirted with him, you say?" "I have most certainly flirted with him," she admitted quietly. "He hasn't dared " A flash of scorn lit her cold eyes. "I think," she said, "that you had better ask me no questions of that sort." Carraby went slowly out. Already the moment was passing.
We will proceed to Calais first and open up communication with the Day-Dream in the usual way. The others had best embark on board her, and the skipper shall then make for the known spot of Le Portel, of which Percy speaks in his letter.
"Besides, if if things go our way, we shan't see much more of Portel. Give me the letter." Still she hesitated. It was curious that throughout the slow evolution of this scheme to break a man's life, for which she was mainly responsible, she had never hesitated until this moment.
"Please God, you'll both be at Portel with me before dawn." Then she was indeed forced to believe. She put out her hands and groped for him, for it was dark inside the carriage; she groped, and felt his massive shoulders leaning across the body of the coach, while his fingers busied themselves with the irons on Armand's wrist.
"Monsieur le Prince will find Sir Julien Portel a few steps further on." "Monsieur le Prince!" Anne faltered, with whitening face. "Julien, what does it mean?" Julien rose to his feet. The footsteps were close at hand now upon the tessellated pavement. Then through the drooping palm boughs they saw him. Julien was standing tense and prepared, his uninjured arm was ready to strike.
A very correct butler brought her the Pall Mall Gazette a moment or two later. She scanned it eagerly. Then it slipped from her shuddering fingers. She turned upon her husband. "He is dead!" she cried. "Can't you read it? 'Death of an Englishman in an explosion in Paris. Mr. Kendricks, a journalist, seriously injured; Sir Julien Portel, the ex-Cabinet Minister, dead!"
Let me present to you Monsieur Bourgan of the French Detective Service. Monsieur Bourgan the Prince von Falkenberg Sir Julien Portel!" Monsieur Bourgan saluted. The two men looked at him, as yet they scarcely understood. "I suppose," Madame Christophor continued, "that I am a somewhat nervous woman, but you see I can always plead the privilege of my sex.
"How thankful your dear husband must be to think that at last he has one person in his Cabinet who does command some sort of a following in the country!" The Duchess delivered her little shaft and moved to the door. Sir Julien and Lady Anne Portel had just been announced. It was almost a family dinner. The Duchess took Julien's arm and drew him into a corner while the others filed past.
We have sent an intimation to the French and English Governments. To England it is an insult. I have taken the chance that France has had enough of this entente. Now you understand why I must have Julien Portel before they can get him back to the Foreign Office, before he can do more mischief. A strong man in Downing Street at this juncture might upset everything."
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