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Would you taste the whip?" "Better that than the noose he planned for me," sulkily retorted the peasant. "You had better be precise," said Sobieska. "Well, if you will have it, I'll tell you," the man answered. Emboldened by an encouraging murmur from Josef he continued. Carter held up his hand. "Wait a moment," he exclaimed as he turned appealingly to Trusia.
"I will not apologize for our lodgings," said Sobieska, as he gave a cheap East Side locality to the driver as their destination. "Thousands of my countrymen have no better." As the cab rattled along, he gave the details of their varied vicissitudes and the determined faith of Trusia in Carter, culminating in her insistence that they come to New York to find him.
Very much at his ease, he could have dispensed with questions just then. "Professional jealousy, I suppose," he replied. "When it comes to knowledge of Russian movements," he went on to explain, "that's Sobieska's department, mind you, but somehow Josef is always hours ahead of him through some source of his own. Naturally Sobieska takes the chance to rub a miscue in on the old chap."
Then Slimakowa hired a woman by way of an experiment for half a year to help her with the work. Sobieska stayed for nine months, then one night she escaped to the village, her longing for the public-house having become too strong. Her place was taken by 'Silly Zoska' for another six months. Slimakowa was always hoping that the work would grow less, and she would be able to dispense with a servant.
Was it with such as he the Line was maintained?" That he had stilled any uneasiness in the minds of the Counselors caused by the display of the medal, Josef was now satisfied. He paused for a final effort. Sobieska spoke quickly to Carrick in an unintelligible language to be met with a look of honest mystification. Josef smiled ironically.
Presently, after having sufficiently watched the rings of smoke flatten themselves against a black, studded rafter, Carter gave a slight rein to his speculations. "Why," he said, holding up his cigarette to gaze squintingly at the ember at its head, "why is the Count Sobieska antagonistic to Josef?" Zulka stretched himself further back in his heavy chair.
"I have wanted to have a fuller talk with you anent Josef," said Sobieska when their conversation had reached the confidential stage. "It was manifestly impossible at the castle. I was afraid of eavesdroppers. It may be one of those unreasonable prejudices, but, aside from the fellow's social inferiority, I cannot help feeling that his is a sinister influence in Krovitch."
"Be careful, Josef," interrupted Carter, whose anger had not yet been appeased, "that you do not pick up something deadly in the courtyard of the inn, something like a revolver bullet." The fellow bowed mockingly to the last speaker, then turning to Sobieska said, "May I go, Excellency?" Sobieska nodded assent. "Wait," said Carter, and Josef paused.
"Your word the word of a stranger against mine," he sneered. "Shall I appeal to Her Highness?" "Her Highness knows everything," hazarded Sobieska. "From Johann," he added deliberately. There was a start, if you call the slightest flicker of the eyelids such to show that the shot had told; then Josef, calm as before, inquired, "Then of what interest can these scraps of paper be?"
Carter mentally determined to speak to Sobieska at the first opportunity and regretted that his duties to His Majesty for the present prohibited the consultation. A species of stage-fright, seizing upon the King, sent a quiver through his limbs, causing his knees to quake, his hands to tremble. "Who will be here?" he asked in a tone he strove desperately to hold natural and easy.
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