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'But the servants will see me here when they get up to-morrow, said the commissionaire, with a faint smile, 'and they will be pretty certain to ask what I'm doing of up here. What shall I say to 'em? 'You've been a soldier, haven't you? asked Racksole.
'Pray don't let me detain you, Mr Racksole, said the Prince, and therefore the proprietor of the Grand Babylon departed after the servant, with a queer, curt little bow to Prince Aribert. 'Mayn't I come inside? said the Prince to Nella immediately the millionaire had gone. 'Impossible, Prince, Nella laughed. 'The rule against visitors entering this bureau is frightfully strict.
If I gave the girl a bracelet, and the father a thousand guineas how would that meet the case? 'My dear Eugen! exclaimed Aribert aghast. 'A thousand guineas! Do you know that Theodore Racksole could buy up all Posen from end to end without making himself a pauper. A thousand guineas! You might as well offer him sixpence. 'Then what must I offer? 'Nothing, except your thanks.
'Now, Hazell, the high official continued, 'Mr Racksole wants you to help in a little private expedition on the river to-night. I will give you a night's leave. I sent for you partly because I thought you would enjoy the affair and partly because I think I can rely on you to regard it as entirely unofficial and not to talk about it. You understand?
And it was a wonderful world for them, though scarcely perhaps, in the sense which Nella Racksole had intended. They had just emerged from a highly disconcerting experience. Among other minor inconveniences, they had had no breakfast. They were out in the sea in a tiny boat. Neither of them knew what the day might bring forth.
'Who can it be? said Racksole. 'It is Eugen, was the Prince's low answer. 'EUGEN, Prince Aribert called softly. At the sound of his own name the young man in the cellar feebly raised his head and stared up at the grating which separated him from his two rescuers. But his features showed no recognition.
'Yes, Mr Sampson Levi said firmly, fanning himself in his chair, and gazing at Theodore Racksole with the direct earnest expression of a man having a grievance. 'Yes; a private detective. It's a small matter, I know, and I dare say you think you've got a right, as proprietor of the show, to do what you like in that line; but I've just called to tell you that I object.
I may tell you, what no one knows at present, outside this hotel, that his Royal Highness the Grand Duke, with a small suite, will be here to-morrow. 'In London? asked Nella. 'Yes. 'In this hotel? 'Yes. 'Oh! How lovely! 'That is why your humble servant is here to-night a sort of advance guard. 'But I understood, Racksole said, 'that you were er attached to Prince Aribert, the uncle.
'Beg your pardon, sir, the policeman remarked, though hesitatingly and not quite with good temper, and Racksole was allowed to proceed on his way. The millionaire's scheme for trapping Jules was to get down into the little sunk yard by means of the ladder, and then to secrete himself behind some convenient abutment of brickwork until Mr Tom Jackson should have got into the cellar.
They looked into the street, up and down, but there was not a soul in sight. The street, lighted by three gas-lamps only, seemed strangely sinister and mysterious. 'She has gone, that's clear, said Racksole, meaning the woman with the red hat. 'And Miss Spencer after her, do you think? questioned Aribert. 'No. She would stay. She would never dare to leave. Let us find the cellar steps.
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