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I shall return to Switzerland. One cannot spend much money there, but it is my native land. I shall be the richest man in Switzerland. He smiled with a kind of sad amusement. 'I suppose you are fairly well off? said Racksole, in that easy familiar style of his, as though the idea had just occurred to him. 'Besides what I shall receive from you, I have half a million invested.
'Why should New York know anything about it? 'Why should New York know anything about it! he repeated. 'My girl, when anyone borrows a million sovereigns the whole world knows about it. Do you reckon that I can go up to the Governors of the Bank of England and say, "Look here, lend Theodore Racksole a million for a few weeks, and he'll give you an IOU and a covering note on stocks"?
Anything else would be an insult. These are no ordinary hotel people. 'Can't I give the little girl a bracelet? Prince Eugen gave a sinister laugh. Aribert looked at him steadily. 'No, he said. 'Why did you kiss her that night? asked Prince Eugen carelessly. 'Kiss whom? said Aribert, blushing and angry, despite his most determined efforts to keep calm and unconcerned. 'The Racksole girl.
He could see only half of the washstand, and at intervals Rocco passed out of sight as his lithe hands moved over the object which lay on the marble. At first Theodore Racksole could not decide what this object was, but after a time, as his eyes grew accustomed to the position and the light, he made it out. It was the body of a man.
The two men looked very hard at each other for several seconds. 'Yes, Racksole assented. 'Know anything about them? 'Well no, not exactly, said Mr Levi. 'But I had a fancy you and I might be useful to each other; I had a kind of fancy to that effect. 'Come back and sit down again, Mr Levi, Racksole said, attracted by the evident straightforwardness of the man's tone.
Nevertheless, Racksole thought that Fate was carrying things with rather a high hand when she permitted his chef to spend the night hours over a man's corpse in his State bedroom, this sacred apartment which was supposed to be occupied only by individuals of Royal Blood.
She felt that she had not yet got hold of any very definite information. 'Where is Prince Eugen now? she asked at length. 'I don't know, miss. 'He isn't in this house? 'No, miss. 'Ah! We will see presently. 'They took him away, Miss Racksole. 'Who took him away? Some of your husband's friends? 'Some of his acquaintances. 'Then there is a gang of you? 'A gang of us a gang!
'I should imagine that the present difficulty is to account for the man's presence in London. 'That is easily accounted for, said Racksole. 'How? Do you suppose he is anxious to give himself up to justice, or that the chains of habit bind him to the hotel? 'Neither, said Racksole. 'Jules is going to have another try that's all. 'Another try at what? 'At Prince Eugen.
'Quite, said Hazell positively: 'I know how to search a vessel. See this, and he handed to Racksole a sort of steel skewer, about two feet long, with a wooden handle. 'That, he said, 'is one of the Customs' aids to searching. 'I suppose it wouldn't do to go on board and carry off the lady? Racksole suggested doubtfully. 'Well, Hazell began, with equal doubtfulness, 'as for that
Surely you don't suggest that he will attempt the life of Prince Eugen in this hotel? 'Why not? If Reginald Dimmock fell on mere suspicion that he would turn out unfaithful to the conspiracy, why not Prince Eugen? 'But it would be an unspeakable crime, and do infinite harm to the hotel! 'True! Racksole admitted, smiling.
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