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This was but one instance in which the plan of the treasurer was overridden. He resented the plain though delicate influence of the former Wall Street man. Tullis had made it plain to the ministry that Graustark could not afford to place itself in debt to the Russians, into whose hands, sooner or later, the destinies of the railroad might be expected to fall.
Little less distressed than her companion, Loraine Tullis still had the good sense to keep him from leaping from the car. He had shouted to her that he must get back to the city; she could go on to the next town and find a hiding place. He would come to her as soon as he had given the alarm. "You would be killed," she cried, clutching his arm fiercely. "You never can jump, Truxton.
Not one there but thought on the instant of the Arabian nights and the genii who went up in smoke those never-to-be-forgotten tales of wonder. Just outside the door stood Lieutenant Saffo of the guard, his hand to his cap. He was scarcely distinguishable, so dark had the day become. "Good Lord!" shouted Tullis. "What's the matter? What has happened?" "The storm, sir," said Saffo.
Tullis was completely bowled over by the curt information that the Countess Marlanx had left Edelweiss before six that morning, to join her husband, who was shooting wild boars with a party in Axphain. "When does she return?" demanded the American, scarcely believing his ears. She had said nothing of this the night before. What could it mean? "I do not know, sir." "In a day or two?"
"Time you were asleep," he said stupidly, addressing King. "I'd put you to sleep, Julius, if Miss Tullis could have managed to untie these infernal bonds," said Truxton, with pleasant daring. "I don't tie lovers' knots," grinned Julius, pleased with his own wit. "Come, madam, I must ask you to stand up. Will you put your own handkerchief in your mouth, or must I use force ah, that's good!
"I have not spoken to him concerning Brutus. Perhaps he knows. The Baron is very wise. Let me tell you how I happen to know that Peter Brutus is still serving Count Marlanx and why I think his presence signifies a crisis of some sort." Tullis stood facing the great fireplace, his back to the hail.
That was a clever stroke! Not only does he go himself, but with him goes a captain with one hundred soldiers from the fort. Ha, ha! Marlanx is a fox! A very exceptional fox!" Tullis off to the hills? With soldiers, to effect a rescue! Truxton sat up, his brain whirling. "A wise fox!" agreed Peter Brutus, thickly. His lips were terribly swollen from King's final blow.
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