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I think I will go out and forage for a lantern. 'And a revolver? suggested Prince Aribert. 'Does it mean revolvers? The millionaire laughed. 'It may come to that. 'Here you are, then, my friend, said Racksole, and he pulled one out of his hip pocket. 'And yours? 'I, said the Prince, 'I have your daughter's. 'The deuce you have! murmured Racksole to himself. It was then half past nine.
He laughed at the fruitless efforts of the police, but he could not honestly say that his own efforts had been less barren. The public was talking, for, after all, the disappearance of poor Dimmock's body had got noised abroad in an indirect sort of way, and Theodore Racksole did not like the idea of his impeccable hotel being the subject of sinister rumours.
Rope was produced, and in a minute or two the man lay ignominiously bound in the bottom of the boat. With the aid of a mudlark a mere barge boy, who probably had no more right on the barge than Jules himself Racksole had won his game. For the first time for several weeks the millionaire experienced a sensation of equanimity and satisfaction.
During that time little Felix never spoke a word, scarcely moved a muscle; only his small eyes gazed through the bluish haze of smoke. The clock on the mantelpiece tinkled midnight. 'Time for whisky and soda, said Racksole, and got up as if to ring the bell; but Babylon waved him back.
And, snatching the lantern from Racksole, he rushed into the dark room where they had heard the conversation of Miss Spencer and the lady in the red hat. For a moment Racksole did not stir from the threshold of the window. 'Come, Prince Aribert repeated, and there was an imperious command in his utterance. 'What are you afraid of?
Hans returned. 'I have sent for the nearest doctor, and also for a specialist, he said. 'Good, said Aribert. 'I hope they will hurry. Then he sat down and wrote a card. 'Take this yourself to Miss Racksole. If she is out of the hotel, ascertain where she is and follow her. Understand, it is of the first importance. Hans bowed, and departed for the second time, and Aribert was alone again.
Racksole flashed the lantern into the corners of the cellar, but he could discover no other furniture except the chair on which the Hereditary Prince of Posen sat and a small deal table on which were a plate and a cup.
After he had related to Babylon the history of Jules' capture, and had a long discussion with him upon several points of hotel management, and especially as to the guarding of wine-cellars, Racksole put on his hat, sallied forth into the Strand, hailed a hansom, and was driven to the City. The order and nature of his operations there were, too complex and technical to be described here.
'Mr Sampson Levi wishes to see you, sir, the servant repeated, having received no sign that his master had heard him. 'So I hear, said Racksole. 'Does he want to see me, personally? 'He asked for you, sir. 'Perhaps it is Rocco he wants to see, about a menu or something of that kind? 'I will inquire, sir, and the servant made a move to withdraw. 'Stop, Racksole commanded suddenly.
I'll run him down, eh? and then we can drag the chap in from the water. Racksole nodded, but at that moment a barge, with her red sails set, stood out of the fog clean across the bows of the Customs boat, which narrowly escaped instant destruction.
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