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Updated: May 6, 2025


The mission entrusted to me by Rayne was one which, if I could obtain the Government Concession which I asked, would mean the formation of a great company and a matter of millions. And it seemed to me that my black-bearded friend Titeroff, and Mayhew, were both pulling the strings cleverly for me in the right direction.

"Yes, when I delivered your note of introduction to Titeroff, he at once made me welcome, and seemed much surprised that I was acquainted with his friend, Mr. Goodwin." It was now evident, as I had suspected, that the two men who were so eager to serve me were international crooks, and members of the great gang which Rayne controlled.

He, of course, gave his name as Vassos, and to all intents and purposes was more of a stranger in the Bulgarian capital than I myself was, for I had been there previously once just before the war. Now Rayne had given me a letter of introduction to a certain Nicolas Titeroff, who contrived rather mysteriously to get me elected to the smart diplomats' club the Union during my stay. The days passed.

All the while, I must confess, I was working my cards carefully. Thanks to the mysterious Titeroff I had received an introduction to Nicholas Petkoff, the grave, grey-haired Minister of Finance, who had early in life lost his right arm at the battle of the Shipka Pass and he was inclined to admit my proposals. A French syndicate had approached him, but Petkoff would have none of them.

From the first morning of my arrival I found myself at once in the vortex of gayety; invitations poured in upon me thanks to the black-bearded Titeroff cards for dances here and there and receptions and dinners, while I spent each afternoon with Titeroff and a wandering Englishman named Mayhew, who told me he was an ex-colonel in the British Army.

Her father grunted, and after congratulating me upon my escape, said: "You had nothing to complain about regarding Titeroff, and the assistance he and Mayhew gave you eh?" "Nothing. Without them I could never have acted. Indeed, I could never have approached the Minister Petkoff." "Yes," he remarked reflectively. "They're both wily birds.

Titeroff feathered his nest well when he was in Constantinople, and Mayhew is there because of a little bit of serious trouble in Genoa a couple of years ago. Of course you never mentioned my name eh?" "I only mentioned you as Mr. Goodwin as you told me," I replied. He smiled. "They remembered me, of course?"

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