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You forget that there's a difference between us you are an unknown adventurer, carried on the books of the police as a fugitive from justice, and I can walk to the hotel and get twenty reputable men to vouch for me. I advise you to be careful not to mention my name in connection with Count von Stroebel's death."

Soon the Ambassador would leave and she would send Armitage away; but the mention of Stroebel's name rang oddly in her ears, and the curious way in which Armitage and Chauvenet had come into her life awoke new and anxious questions. "Count von Stroebel was not a democrat, at any rate," she said. "He believed in the divine right and all that." "So do I, Miss Claiborne.

It is better out of the way." "Your deficiencies in the matter of wisdom are unfortunate. That paper constitutes our chief asset, my dear associate. So long as we have it we are able to keep dear Francis in order. Therefore we shall hold fast to it, remembering that we risked much in removing it from the lamented Stroebel's archives."

Montana isn't a good hiding-place any more. But it was odd the way he acted about old Stroebel's death. You don't suppose he knew him, do you?" "It's possible. Poor Count von Stroebel! Many hearts are lighter, now that he's done for." "Yes; and there will be something doing in Austria, now that he's out of the way." Four days passed, in which they devoted themselves to their young brother.

The papers were filled with accounts of Count von Stroebel's death and speculations as to its effect on the future of Austria and the peace of Europe. The Claibornes saw nothing of Armitage. Dick asked for him in the hotel, and found that he had gone, but would return in a few days.

If you know so much about Stroebel's death, it's unfortunate that you left Europe at a time when you might have rendered important aid in finding the murderer. It's a bit suspicious, Monsieur Armitage! It is known at the Hotel Monte Rosa in Geneva that you were the last person to enjoy an interview with the venerable statesman you see I am not dull, Monsieur Armitage!"

Claiborne turned for a last word with the porter about their baggage, and Armitage stood talking to Shirley, who had already entered the carriage. "Oh, is there any news of Count von Stroebel's assassin?" she asked, noting the newspaper that Armitage held in his hand. "Nothing. It's a very mysterious and puzzling affair." "It's horrible to think such a thing possible he was a wonderful old man.

It was now the second day after Von Stroebel's departure, and Armitage began to feel uneasy. He stood with Shirley quite near the shop door, watching for Captain Claiborne to come back with the carriage. "But America isn't America the most marvelous product of romance in the world, its discovery, the successive conflicts that led up to the realization of democracy?

"I hope you are not meditating a preposterous marriage. Go back where you belong, make a proper marriage and wait " "Events!" and John Armitage laughed. "I tell you, sir, that waiting is not my forte. That's what I like about America; they're up and at it over there; the man who waits is lost." "They're a lot of swine!" rumbled Von Stroebel's heavy bass.

We should be fortunate if the remaining two could be accomplished as easily as Stroebel's." "He was a beast. He is well dead." "That depends on the way you look at it. They seem really to be mourning the old beggar at Vienna. It is the way of a people. They like to be ruled by a savage hand. The people, as you have heard me say before, are fools."

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