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Then he spoke in French in a tone that imitated the cool irony he had noted in Durand's tone: "A few murders more or less! But Von Stroebel was hardly a fair mark, dearest Jules!" With this he sent the chair clattering down the steps, where it struck Jules Chauvenet's legs with a force that carried him howling lustily backward to the second landing.
I hesitate to think of the wretched mess there would be." "Trust Winkelried to do his full duty. You must not forget that the acute Stroebel now sleeps the long sleep and that many masses have already been said for the repose of his intrepid soul." "The splendor of our undertaking is enough to draw his ghost from the grave. Ugh!
I am quite sure of it. You know dear Stroebel had a genius for gaining information." "I have heard as much," and Shirley and the Baron smiled at Judge Claiborne's tone. The storm was diminishing and Shirley grew more tranquil.
"The gratitude of kings is not a thing to be despised. You could go to Vienna and begin where most men leave off! Strong hands are needed in Austria, you could make yourself the younger the great Stroebel " The mention of his name brought back the Baron's still unanswered question. He referred to it now, as he stood before them smiling.
The agents had failed in their mission, and Von Stroebel was not tolerant of failure. Perhaps if he had known that within a week the tapers would burn about his bier in Saint Stephen's Cathedral, at Vienna, while his life and public services would be estimated in varying degrees of admiration or execration by the newspapers of Europe, he might not have dealt so harshly with his hard-worked spies.
All the French and German newspaper accounts of the murder of Count von Stroebel he read carefully; and even more particularly he studied the condition of affairs in Vienna consequent upon the great statesman's death. Secret agents from Vienna and detectives from Paris had visited Geneva in their study of this astounding crime, and had made much fuss and asked many questions; but Mr.
His own plans were now quite unsettled by his interview with Von Stroebel. He fully expected Chauvenet in Geneva; the man had apparently been on cordial terms with the Claibornes; and as he had seemed to be master of his own time, it was wholly possible that he would appear before the Claibornes left Geneva.
Armitage when he was a boy?" asked Claiborne. "Yes; in the Austrian forest, on his father's place the Count Ferdinand von Stroebel. The young captain's mother died when he was a child; his father was the great statesman, and did much for the Schomburgs and Austria; but it did not aid his disposition no?"
If the Archduke and his son are dead, then a few more deaths and Francis would rule the Empire." John Armitage and Count von Stroebel stared at each other in silence. "Events! Events!" muttered the old man presently, and he rested one of his hands upon the despatch box, as though it were a symbol of authority and power. "Events!" the young man murmured.
Undoubtedly you know all my movements, so that it is unnecessary for me to have any opinions in the matter." "Quite so! Your opinions are not of great value to me, for I employed agents to trace every move you made during the month in which Count von Stroebel was stabbed to death in his railway carriage. It is so interesting that I have committed the record to memory.
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