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We had no alternative but to come over and attempt something. Brott is of course the bete noire of our friends here. He is distinctly the man to be struck at." "And what evil stroke of fortune," Lucille asked, "induced you to send for me?" "That is a very cruel speech, dear lady," the Prince murmured.
They first sent me to Parliament." "Yet," Mr. Sabin remarked, "you are, I understand, in the Cabinet." Mr. Brott glanced for a moment around. The Prime Minister was somewhere in the winter gardens. "That," he declared, "is an accident. I happened to be the only man available who could do the work when Lord Kilbrooke died. I am telling you only what is an open secret.
Sabin knew it. He found himself wondering exactly at what point of their lives this man and he would come into contact. After luncheon Helene brought them together. "I believe," she said to Mr. Brott, "that you have never met my UNCLE. May I make you formally acquainted? UNCLE, this is Mr.
"But why are you here? I do not understand." The Prince shrugged his shoulders. "It is so simple," he said. "We are all very anxious indeed to hear the result of your interview with Brott and apart from that, I personally have too few opportunities to act as your escort to let a chance go by. I trust that my presence is not displeasing to you?" She laughed a little uneasily.
Think of them, the toilers, the oppressed, God's children, groaning under the iniquitous laws of generations of evil statesmanship. It is the dawn of their new day, their faces are turned to you. Man, can't you hear them crying? You can't fail them. You mustn't. I don't know what is the matter with you, Brott, but away with it. Free yourself, man."
Brott, come this way with me." Lucille sank into a chair with a little murmur of relief. The Prince led Brott into another room, and closed the door carefully behind him. "Mr. Brott," he said, "can I speak to you as a friend of Lucille's?" Brott, who distrusted the Prince, looked him steadily in the face. Saxe Leinitzer's agitation was too apparent to be wholly assumed.
"None, of course!" the Prince said. "But, Lucille, in all cases of poisoning it is the wife of whom one first thinks!" "The wife? I did not even know that the creature had a wife." "Of course not! But Duson drank from Mr. Sabin's glass, and you are Mr. Sabin's wife. You are living apart from him. He is old and you are young. And for the other man there is Reginald Brott.
"I was sent for to use my influence with Reginald Brott. Well, I did my best, and I believe that for days it was just a chance whether I did not succeed. However, as it happened, I failed. One of his friends came and pulled him away just as he was wavering. He has declared himself now once and for all. After his speech at Glasgow he cannot draw back.
Lucille found the Duchess and Lady Carey together at Dorset House. She looked from one to the other. "I thought that there was a meeting to-night," she remarked. The Duchess shook her head. "Not to-night," she answered. "It would not be possible. General Dolinski is dining at Marlborough House, and De Broullae is in Paris. Now tell us all about Mr. Brott."
Remember that the country is only just free from a long era of Conservative rule." "The better our opportunity," Grahame answered vigorously. "Two decades of puppet government are enervating, I admit, but they only pave the way more surely to the inevitable reaction. What is the matter with you, Brott? Are you ill? This is the great moment of our lives.
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