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Stephen Weiss rose at once, and Littleson hastened to offer her a chair, but she took no notice. They could see that she was agitated, and she seemed to find some difficulty in commencing what she had to say. "What can I have the pleasure of doing for you, Miss Longworth?" Weiss asked. "I hope that you have come to tell me " "I have come to tell you that you are both thieves!" she interrupted.
Weiss's habit of appearing some time after my arrival and disappearing some time before my departure was decidedly odd. That departure coincided in time with the sick man's recovery of the power of speech. Could it be that Mr. Weiss was afraid that the half-conscious man might say something compromising to him in my presence? It looked rather like it.
"Distrust it," he answered. "Do not give them up. Into my hands only, remember that." The telephone bell rang suddenly at his elbow. Phineas Duge took off the receiver and held it to his ear. The quiet, measured voice of Stephen Weiss came travelling along the wire. "Say, Duge, I am half inclined to think we made a mistake in signing that paper," he said.
"It will probably have belonged either to Weiss or Graves, as Mrs. Schallibaum apparently did not wear glasses. Let us see if we can find the remainder." We both groped carefully with our sticks amongst the rubbish, spreading it out on the hearth and removing the numerous pieces of crumpled paper.
We leased this floor under the name of a phony corporation. It's entirely ours, but the rest of the building is occupied by legitimate firms." "Isn't that risky?" Weiss asked. "It depends. If the project is penetrated, then it becomes easier for the enemy in one way, since we don't have the protection of a government building.
"As a matter of fact, my business concerns also Mr. Littleson. In fact, there are two other of your friends whom I should have been equally glad to have seen here." "Indeed!" Weiss answered. "You mean?" "Mr. Bardsley and Mr. Seth Higgins," Vine replied. "No doubt," Weiss said, "Littleson and I will be able to convey to them anything you may have to say. Come to the point! What is it?
Why could he not be sent to fetch the coffee, and why did not he, rather than the housekeeper, come to take the place of Mr. Weiss when the latter had to go away. There were other points, too. I recalled the word that sounded like "Pol'n," which Mr. Graves had used in speaking to the housekeeper. Apparently it was a Christian name of some kind; but why did Mr.
Beethoven regarded the event as a momentous occurrence and required the four performers, Schuppanzich, Weiss, Linke and Holz, to sign a compact, each to "pledge his honor to do his best to distinguish himself and vie with the other in zeal."
Jean, who by that time was completely dressed, would have run for it, but Maurice, still in bed, found he no longer had control of his legs; how were they ever to find their comrades? would not the army have marched away? They took Weiss to task for having let them sleep so long.
"The doctor thinks," Virginia remarked, "that he will be able to attend to anything very necessary in four or five days. They will not allow him, however, even to look at a newspaper until then." Mr. Weiss nodded thoughtfully. "You were going back toward the house, I see," he remarked. "Permit me to walk with you a little way." Virginia hesitated for a moment.
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