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It would gratify me exceedingly, Baron Tregar, to have you test it." Heartily anathematizing his chief, who was gratefully expressing his interest in chowder, Mr. Poynter stared perversely at his cuff. "I wonder," he reflected uneasily, "just what he wants and how in thunder he knew!" The Baron, gracefully adapting himself to woodland exigencies, supplied the answer. "Dr.
Where is the candlestick? And the paper? Who found it?" "Carl found it," said Philip. "It was written nearly a quarter of a century ago, by one Theodomir of Houdania." Diane glanced in utter mystification at Ronador's ashen face there was a great fear in his eyes and thence to Baron Tregar. "Excellency," she appealed, "it is all very hard to understand. Who is Theodomir?
Sherrill had hospitably insisted upon regarding as a private den of work and consultation for the Baron and his secretary. "There is a mission of exceeding delicacy," began Baron Tregar slowly, "which I feel I must inflict upon you." His deep, penetrating eyes lingered intently upon Philip's face. "It concerns the singular conveyance of green and white and the lady within it."
Aunt Agatha, making a desperate pretense of sorting the lilies, was plainly in a flutter and willing to be tearfully repentent over their intrusion. Not so Philip. There was satisfaction in his steady glance. "There is scarcely any business which I may have with er Tregar's secretary," said Ronador with deliberate insolence, "which may not be more suitably discharged by Tregar himself."
In God's name, hush! Thou shalt not kill! Thou shalt not kill!" He seemed, without conscious effort, to be repeating the words of this Voice with which he held this terrible communion, and waved Tregar back with an imperious gesture of defiance. Facing Mic-co he flung out his arm. "I am a murderer in the sight of God and Man!" he choked. "I murdered my cousin Theodomir for a dream of empire.
"Lady of Gold and Black!" said Carl and bowed profoundly. The reckoning of Ronador and the Baron came by the cypress pool. "It is useless to rave and storm," said Tregar quietly. "I hold the cards." "Was it necessary to humiliate me in the presence of Miss Westfall?" demanded Ronador bitterly. With all his sullenness there was in his tone a marked respect for the older man.
Tregar stroked his beard. "There is a doctor," he said quietly, "of whom Poynter has told me much a doctor who healed Granberry's mind as well as his body. I had thought to go to him myself to rest. I, too, am tired, Ronador. One goes to a little hamlet and an old man guides by a road to the south into the Everglades. Let us go there together." "No!" said Ronador sullenly. "Let us rather go home.
"Great guns!" decided Philip fretfully. "I doubt if she's ever heard of his toy kingdom before and yet he's probing her interest with every atom of skill he can command." Puzzled and annoyed he fell quiet. "It is somewhat inaccessible my country," Tregar was saying smoothly. "One climbs the shaggy mountain by a winding road. You have climbed it perhaps touring?" "Excellency, no!" regretted Diane.
"I think we may some day send him home with the Voice quieted forever and the remorse and suffering healed. Had I thought he was strong enough to bear it, I would have told him to-night." "Let me tell you," said Tregar with strong emotion, "how I found him in the forest, when years back I came to know this secret I have tried so hard to keep for him.
"Tregar!" shouted the Prince hotly, "you will account to me for this officious espionage." The Baron stroked his beard. "One may pay his respects to Miss Westfall?" he begged with gentle sarcasm. "It is a sufficiently popular epidemic, I should say, to claim even me. Besides," he added dryly, "in reality I have come in answer to a letter of Poynter's.
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