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Steinmetz looked grave while he unfolded the thick stationery. We are in great distress at Thors cholera, I fear. The fame of your doctor has spread to my people, and they are clamoring for him. Can you bring or send him over? You know your room here is always in readiness. Come soon with the great doctor, and also Herr Steinmetz. In doing so you will give more than pleasure to your old friend,"
Steinmetz walked down the Nevski Prospekt on the left-hand pavement no one walks on the other and the sleigh followed him. He turned into a large, brilliantly lighted café, and loosened his coat. "Give me beer," he said to the waiter; "a very large quantity of it." The man smiled obsequiously as he set the foaming mug before him. "Is it that his Excellency is cold?" he enquired.
He secured the list of subscribers, but learned nothing from it because the sums were identified by a numeral only, the clue to the numbers being the complete list, which I burned when I missed the other papers." Steinmetz nodded curtly. "That was wise," he said. "You are a clever man, Stépan, but too good for this world and its rascals. Go on."
He presently left Steinmetz and the prince engaged in a controversy with the countess as to a meeting-place at the luncheon-hour. Maggie and Catrina were at the piano. Etta was looking at a book of photographs. "A charming house, princess," said De Chauxville, in a voice that all could hear while the music happened to be soft. But Catrina's music was more remarkable for strength than for softness.
This they had not; and the advance of the First and Second German Armies, commanded by General Steinmetz and Prince Frederick Charles, was soon to deprive them of this position. Meanwhile the Germans were making ready a weighty enterprise. The muster of the huge Third Army to the north of Alsace enabled their General Staff to fix August 4 for a general advance against that frontier.
"My dear countess, silence!" interrupted Steinmetz at this moment, breaking into the conversation in his masterful way and enabling Etta to get away. Catrina, at the other end of the room, was listening, hard-eyed, breathless. It was the sight of Catrina's face that made Steinmetz go forward. He had not been looking at Catrina, but at Etta, who was perfect in her composure and steady self-control.
He was not thinking of Steinmetz yet. He was still thinking of Etta and how he could get speech with her. With the assurance which had carried him through many a difficulty before this, the Frenchman looked round him, taking in the details of the room.
"We still administer the estate," said Steinmetz, in a low voice. "From our exile we still sow our seed." They approached over the mossy turf, and presently Paul looked up a strong face, stern and self-contained; the face of a man who would always have a purpose in life, who would never be petty in thought or deed. For a moment he did not seem to recognize them.
Paul laughed. "But this is not good," he argued. "We have kept it so confoundedly quiet that I am beginning to feel as if it is a crime." Steinmetz uncrossed his legs, crossed them again, and then spoke after mature reflection: "As I understand the law of libel, a man is punished, not for telling a lie, but for telling either the truth or a lie with malicious intent.
"I did it after mature consideration. I tried paying another man, but he shirked his work and showed the white feather; so Steinmetz and I concluded that there was nothing to be done but do our dirty work ourselves." "Which, being translated, means that you do it." "Pardon me. Steinmetz does his share." Catrina Lanovitch was essentially a woman, despite her somewhat masculine frame.
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