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Updated: June 26, 2025
"All women are alike to him," said Spantz sententiously. "I hope she is not to be left here for long. I don't like women about at a time like this. No offence, Madame Drovnask." "She'll go to-morrow night, I'm sure," said Peter. "I told the Count we could not keep her here over the over the 26th. You see, there is a bare possibility that none of us may ever come back after the bomb is hurled. See?
I've no doubt you can take care of yourself, but " he paused, as if very much in doubt. "I'm much obliged. And I'll keep my eyes well opened. I suppose there's no harm in my going to the shop to look at a lot of rings and knick-knacks he has for sale?" "Not in the least. Confine yourself to knick-knacks, that's all." "Isn't Spantz above suspicion?" "No one is in my little world.
Spantz put his hand over his heart and delivered himself of a most impressive bow. "When so distinguished a visitor comes to our little city," he said, "we lose no time in discovering his name. It is a part of our trade, sir, believe me." "I'm not so sure that I do believe you," said Truxton King to himself as he sauntered up the street toward the Hotel.
"At noon to-morrow," said Spantz grimly. There were half a dozen men in the outer room, conversing in low, excited tones; the fervent gesticulations which usually marked their discussions were missing, proving the constraint that had descended upon them. One of them it was Julius Spantz brought in the food for the prisoners, setting it on the floor between them.
She is in Edelweiss at present, visiting her father. The Count never comes here." "I'd like to see her if she's really beautiful. I've seen but one pretty woman in this whole blamed town your niece, Herr Spantz. I've looked 'em over pretty carefully, too. She is exceedingly attract " "Pardon me, sir, but it is not the custom in Graustark to discuss our women in the public drinking places."
Early that night, as he lay with his ear to the crack of the door, he heard them discussing his own death. It was to come as soon as Olga had gone to her reward! She was not there to defend him. Spantz had said that she was praying in her room, committing her soul to God! Truxton King suddenly pricked up his ears, attracted by a sentence that fell from the lips of one of the men.
Sometime in the tense, suffocating hours of the night they heard the sounds of many footsteps shuffling about the outer room; there were hoarse, guttural, subdued good-byes and well-wishes, the creaking of heavy doors and the dropping of bolts. Eventually King, who had been listening alertly, realised that but two of the men remained in the room Peter Brutus and Julius Spantz.
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