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'We have murder here! The words fell like an accusation. Rallywood's eyes were alight now. It took little penetration to picture how Colendorp had met his death. Round the grave, Sagan's horse with its heavy smoking quarters trampled and fretted under the remorseless hand upon the curb. The Count could bear no more opposition. His fury overcame him.
Colendorp accepted both in silence, but took a seat with a certain slow unwillingness that was suggestive. Colendorp was at the best unpliable. His manner put an edge on Sagan's temper. He plunged into his subject. 'Yes, I sent for you, Captain Colendorp, because I believe you to be a faithful Maäsaun.
He was inclined to suspect Selpdorf, but the Chancellor proved that he had only carried out the German's own suggestion in sending Rallywood to the Frontier. Ill-luck, he argued, combined with Sagan's blundering, had done the rest. He deplored it.
'Do you hear me? he shouted; 'what have you to say in your defence? Rallywood looked him in the eyes. 'Nothing, he said. There was a hush. Sagan picked up the glances of the officers round him. Rallywood's words had come as a shock. Most of the men expected some attempt if not at a defence at least at a justification of his conduct. Sagan's harsh voice was raised again. 'His sword.
Her daring words to the Duke had no serious meaning; they were only the natural echo of a girl's preference for a young and beautiful woman to preside over the Court, rather than the bloated rake who now lolled uneasily in the chair before him. He recalled the forlorn little smile with which she had accepted von Elmur's lover-like protestations at Madame de Sagan's doorway.
But you shall be shot shot like a dog! You shall not meet death face to face as many a brave man has met it, but you shall be shot, cringing with your back to the gun-muzzles like the cur you are! Rallywood's pale features had flushed for a second. There was a brutality about Sagan's denunciations which shocked the men around him. Rallywood deserved something, but not this, not that!
Here his reflections were interrupted, for Counsellor's big burly figure was bending over Madame de Sagan's chair, before he accepted the seat at her side with the assured manner of a favored guest. Even the Russian attaché blinked. Ah, these islanders! What next? As an immediate result Count Sagan was forced to accept the situation thrust upon him.
'I request an audience of His Highness, Lieutenant Unziar, he said. 'Certainly, my lord, if you will give me the password of the night, replied Unziar. Sagan's answer was the countersign he had given to his own following in the Castle. Unziar shook his head. 'You cannot pass, my lord. 'What not see my guest and cousin in my own house?
Selpdorf was inclined to under-rate Madame de Sagan's points. Isolde was not only wonderfully pretty, but she was endowed with a superficial cleverness, and kindliness and tact, all of which rendered her irresistible to nine men out of ten.
'I am glad to find that some of my old friends, especially Count Sagan, have not forgotten me, he said simply. 'We believed you had forgotten Maäsau. 'Maäsau will not allow herself to be forgotten! laughed Counsellor. 'She is a coquette, and demands consideration from all the world. Sagan's face changed.
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