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We can through the American Ambassador, I suppose, because he gives no address. It must be awful for him lying there wounded with no news. I say this because I suppose I must accept his own writing, but I, cannot yet bring myself to believe that he can be alive." Verisschenzko was silent for a moment, then he asked: "May I see my Lady Amaryllis?"
Ferdinand Ardayre was but an instructed weakling, when one had come through his intricacies there was nothing in him. As a lover he was not worth the Russian's little finger, and the more Verisschenzko eluded her, the higher her passion for him grew; and here he was after months of absence and suggesting that he would leave her for ever! This was not to be borne!
He could have laughed at the extraordinary irony of the thing, if it had not been so moving. Verisschenzko, had he been there and known the circumstances, would have taken joy in analysing what nature was saying to them both!
"An absence of all moral sense is her great power," Verisschenzko continued, while he watched her narrowly, "because she never has any of the prickings of conscience which even most rogues experience at times, and so draws no demagnetising nervous uncertain currents. If it were not for an insatiable extravagance, and a capricious fancy for different jewels, she would be impossible to deal with.
Verisschenzko smiled. "Never be vague. There is an Arab proverb which says: Trust in God but tie up your camel." The setting sun was throwing its last gleams upon the windows of the high tower. Nothing more beautiful or impressive could have been imagined than the scene.
Each day is fierce longing for her each night away from her hell " Tears sprang to his hopeless black eyes and his voice broke with emotion. Verisschenzko looked at him and a rough pity tempered his contempt. Here was a case where an indulgence having become master was exacting a hideous toll. But the net was drawing closer and when all the strands were in his hands he would act without mercy.
Verisschenzko was thinking profoundly. Here was a study worthy of his highest intuitive faculties. What possible solution could the future hold? Only one that of death for either of the men concerned. Well, death was busy with England's best it was no unlikely possibility and as he looked at Denzil he felt a stab of pain.
She was like an angry wolf in the Zoo, she burst with rage. Verisschenzko had never walked by lakes with her, nor bent over with that air of devotion. "He loves that hateful bit of bread and butter! But I shall crush her yet and Ferdinand Ardayre will help me!"
The thought that she had lost Verisschenzko completely unbalanced her. It was the first time in her life that she had had to relinquish a man. She hated to have to realise how highly he must hold Amaryllis.
His life with Harietta had grown a torment and a hell but with every fresh unkindness and pang of jealousy she caused him, his low passion for her increased. He knew that she loved Verisschenzko, whom he hated with all his might and if she now proposed to hurt both his enemies, he would assist her joyfully. "Tell it me," he begged. So she drew him to the sofa and picked up a block and pencil.
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