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The face of the latter, since Zulka's advent, had been a study, though this allusion to him had been received with his accustomed smirk. Sobieska, for the time being no further interested in the proceedings, was openly watching the mask-like face.
"This," he said, looking up gravely, "purports to be a preliminary report of Calvert Carter and Todcaster Carrick to their immediate superior in the Imperial Secret Police at Warsaw. It contains a further promise of early developments and the coming of a King to Krovitch. It is signed 'Calvert Carter." Sobieska reached so suddenly forward to touch a call bell that Johann jumped.
"Quietly, quietly," cautioned Sobieska, glancing warily back toward the throng of guests to assure himself that the American's perturbation had passed unnoted. Having satisfied himself that it had attracted no attention, he took up the thread where it had been dropped by him. "I meant nothing more at present than that I want to know everything my agents can learn.
I tell you,'Sobieska continued, 'he talked for an hour, like the priest in the pulpit; at last Lukasiak got stiff in the back, and they all burst out crying. Then they embraced the squire's feet, and he took their heads between his hands and... 'Well, and are they buying? Slimak interrupted impatiently. 'Why shouldn't they buy? Certainly they are buying.
A fortune in bills presumably for bribes, a road map of our country, and the name of 'Zulka' written across the capital, Schallberg." At the reference to Zulka's name used in connection with the alleged plot, Trusia gave a slight start and a reproachful look clouded her eyes. Frankly, fearlessly, he met her glance as well as the steel-like glint from Sobieska.
"How the hell should I know," replied the irritated Cockney, who swiftly resented this prying into his affairs. Remembering himself instantly, he turned with a fine red in his face to the girl on the dais. "I beg your pardon, Your Grace, for forgetting myself. It was none of 'is business," he said, defending his lapse. "Was he English, also?" pursued Sobieska relentlessly. "Sure." "His name?"
That will allow the necessary time for unforeseen hitches," said Sobieska, to which all quietly assented. Speeded by the entire court coterie, Sobieska and Carter mounted and clattered out of the courtyard, and by ways through the forest, which the Minister of Private Intelligence had learned in a score of hunting trips, the pair, evading the vigilance of Russian sentries, reached the Vistula.
Nevertheless he was unable to prevent a covert exchange of triumphant glances between the Hereditary Servitor and the closely watched messenger. This argued that the two were in league. Josef followed, unbidden. As they entered his official sanctum, Sobieska looked up, and, as he arose, a genuine surprise passed, cloudlike, across his face.
They were ferried across by a loyal peasant and landed on Austrian soil without hostile interruption. While the journey from Vienna to Paris was destined to be without particular incident, it furnished the opportunity for a fuller acquaintance and understanding between Carter and Sobieska.
'You are raking in the money and buying your wife silk handkerchiefs, but the poor farm labourers have to creep on all fours. It's "Cut the corn, Sobieska and Maciek, and I will brag about like a gentleman!" You will see, he will soon call himself "Pan Slimaczinski." He is the devil's own son, for ever and ever. Amen.
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