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Updated: June 12, 2025
Would he himself, Michael Gorman, M.P. for Upper Offaly, incur some awful penalty if he did not persuade Donovan to sell, if he did his best he certainly meant to do his best to prevent a marriage between Miss Donovan and King Konrad Karl? He chuckled with delight at the prospect and was more than ever glad that he had promised to go to Salissa. The voyage turned out to be a very agreeable one.
Without Smith life on Salissa would be robbed of a great deal which made it attractive. When Gorman made up his mind to stay on Salissa he wrote three letters. One of them was to King Konrad Karl and was addressed to an hotel in Paris. He said briefly that the Donovans would not sell the island and that it was not the least use trying to arrange a marriage with the Queen.
I do not think that the Emperor's plan for restoring Salissa to the Crown of Megalia by means of a marriage would have worked, even if there had been no such person as Maurice Phillips. The Queen did not like Konrad Karl. She was not, of course, openly disagreeable or uncivil to him.
You'll find when you ask him that he'll simply refuse to part with the island." "But," said the King, "he must. As I have just said to Corinne, when the devil drives the horse to water it needs must take a drink. The Emperor has said that Salissa is once more to return to the Crown of Megalia."
It ran thus: "Is it true that our new Minister for Balkan Problems has a curious story to tell about a certain island in the Mediterranean, and is there a lady in the case?" The Minister referred to is, of course, Sir Bartholomew Bland-Potterton. The island must be Salissa.
He rose and crossed the room quite steadily, but putting his feet down with extreme care. He reached the door and bowed to Gorman. Gorman leaned back in his chair and lit a cigar. He had enjoyed the evening. He had also found out something that he wanted to know. The Emperor really did intend to make use of the island of Salissa in some way.
"I think," he said, "that you are a friend of his Majesty, King Konrad Karl of Megalia?" Gorman was on his guard and determined to give away no information of any kind. The King's nervous fear of the Emperor's displeasure had impressed Gorman with the necessity of keeping the sale of Salissa as secret as possible; but he could hardly avoid admitting that he knew King Konrad Karl.
If he seems any way determined on talking business, you quote the certificate of that doc." King Konrad Karl took Gorman's hand and wrung it heartily. "My friend Gorman," he said. "How are you? But I need not ask. I see. You are top-tipping." "Thanks," said Gorman. "Salissa agrees with me. And Paris does not seem to have done you any harm." "Paris! Ah, in Paris one lives, and I am in the pink.
"I was," said von Moll, "carrying out the orders of the Emperor." "The Emperor again," said Gorman. "But this time it won't do. It really won't. You can't expect me to believe that the Emperor sent you all the way to Salissa to write poetry in a cave." "There was no poetry. The Emperor's orders were not about poetry. They were about "
Gorman loves important affairs, especially those of other people. But the mention of the Emperor interested him most. The introduction of his name made it certain that the important affairs were those of Salissa. And Gorman had always been anxious to understand in what way the Emperor was mixed up with Megalia and how he came to exercise an influence over that independent state.
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