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  Nevertheless,Mr。Sabinlunchedwithdiscretion,asusual,butwithnolackofappetite。Itchancedthattheywerealone。LordCamperdownwasdownintheMidlandsforaday’shunting,andHelenehadensuredtheirseclusionfromanyonewhomightdropinbyawhisperedwordtothehailporterastheypassedintothehouse。

  ItseemedtoherthatshehadneverfoundMr。Sabinmoreentertaining,hadnevermoreappreciatedhisraregiftofeffortlessandanecdotalconversation。Whatamarvelousmemory!Heknewsomethingofeverycountryfromtheinside。Hehadbeenbroughtatvarioustimesduringhislongdiplomaticcareerintocontactwithmostoftheinterestingpeopleintheworld。Heknewwellhowtoseparatethegrainfromthechaffaccordingtothetastesofhislistener。Thepathosofhispresentpositionappealedtoherirresistibly。Thepossibilitiesofhislifehadbeensogreat,fortunehadtreatedhimalwayssostrangely。Thegreatestofhisschemeshadcomesoneartosuccess,theluckhadturnedagainsthimonlyattheverymomentoffruition。HelenefeltverykindlytowardsherUNCLEassheledhim,afterluncheon,toaquietcornerofthewintergarden,whereaservanthadalreadyarrangedatablewithcoffeeandliqueursandcigarettes。Unscrupulousallhislife,therehadbeenanelementofgreatnessinallhisschemes。Evenhisfailureshadbeenmagnificent,forhissuccesseshehimselfhadseldomreapedthereward。Andnowintheautumnofhisdaysshefeltdimlythathewasthreatenedwithsomeevilthingagainstwhichhestoodatbaysingle-handed,likelyperhapstobeoverpowered。

  Fortherewassomethinginhisfacejustnowwhichwasstrangetoher。

  “Helene,“hesaidquietly,“Isupposethatyou,whoknewnothingofmetillyouleftschool,havelookeduponmealwaysasaselfish,passionlesscreature-aweaverofplots,perhapssometimesadreamerofdreams,butapersonwhollyself-centred,alwaysself-engrossed?“

  Sheshookherhead。

  “Notselfish!“sheobjected。“No,Ineverthoughtthat。Itisthewrongword。“

  “Atleast,“hesaid,“youwillbesurprisedtohearthatIhavelovedonewomanallmylife。“

  Shelookedathimhalfdoubtfully。

  “Yes,“shesaid,“Iamsurprisedtohearthat。“

  “Iwillsurpriseyoustillmore。IwasmarriedtoherinAmericawithinamonthofmyarrivalthere。Wehavelivedtogethereversince。AndIhavebeenveryhappy。Ispeak,ofcourse,ofLucille!“

  “Itisamazing,“shemurmured。“Youmusttellmeallaboutit。“

  “Notall,“heansweredsadly。“Onlythis。ImetherfirstatViennawhenIwasthirty-five,andshewaseighteen。Itreatedhershamefully。Marriageseemedtome,withallmydreamsofgreatachievements,anactofmadness。Ibelievedinmyselfandmycareer。

  Ibelievedthatitwasmydestinytorestorethemonarchytoourbelovedcountry。AndIwantedtobefree。IthinkthatIsawmyselfasecondNapoleon。SoIwonherlove,tookallthatshehadtogive,andreturnednothing。

  “InthecourseofyearsshemarriedthesonoftheAmericanConsulatVienna。Iwasobliged,bythebye,tofightherbrother,andhecarriedhisenmitytomethroughlife。Isawhersometimesinthecourseofyears。Shewasalwaysbeautiful,alwayssurroundedbyahostofadmirers,alwayscold。Whentheendofmygreatplansherecame,andImyselfwasafugitive,herbrotherfoundmeout。HegavemealettertodeliverinAmerica。Ideliveredit-tohissister。

  “Shewasasbeautifulasever,andaloneintheworld。ItseemedtomethatIrealisedthenhowgreatmyfollyhadbeen。ForalwaysIhadlovedher,alwaystherehadbeenthatjealouslylockedlittlechamberinmylife。Helene,shepointednofingerofscorntomybrokenlife。Sheutterednoreproaches。ShetookmeasIwas,andforthreeyearsourlifetogetherhasbeentomeonelongunbrokenharmony。Ourtasteswereverysimilar。Shewaswellread,receptive,acharmingcompanion。EnnuiwasawordofwhichIhaveforgottenthemeaning。Anditseemedsowithher,too,forshegrewyoungerandmorebeautiful。“

  “Andwhyisshenotwithyou?“Helenecried。“Imustgoandseeher。Howdelightfulitsounds!“

  “Oneday,aboutthreemonthsago,“Mr。Sabincontinued,“sheleftmetogotoNewYorkfortwodays。HermillinerinParishadsentover,andtwiceayearLucilleusedtobuyclothes。Ihadsometimesaccompaniedher,butsheknewhowIdetestedNewYork,andthistimeshedidnotpressmetogo。Sheleftmeinthehighestspirits,astenderandgracefullyaffectionateasever。

  Sheneverreturned。“

  Helenestartedinherchair。

  “Oh,UNCLE!“shecried。

  “Ihaveneverseenhersince,“herepeated。

  “Haveyounoclue?Shecouldnothaveleftyouwillingly。Haveyounoideawheresheis?“

  Hebowedhisheadslowly。

  “Yes,“hesaid,“Iknowwheresheis。ShecametoEuropewithLadyCarey。SheisstayingwiththeDuchessofDorset。“

  “TheCountessRadantz?“Helenecried。

  “Itwashermaidenname,“heanswered。

  Therewasamoment’ssilence。Helenewasbewildered。

  “Thenyouhaveseenher?“

  Heshookhisheadslowly。

  “No。Ididnotevenknowwhereshewasuntilyoutoldme。“

  “Butwhydoyouwaitasinglemoment?“sheasked。“Theremustbesomeexplanation。Letmeorderacarriagenow。IwilldriveroundtoDorsetHousewithyou。“

  Shehalfrose。Heheldouthishandandcheckedher。

  “Thereareotherthingstobeexplained,“hesaidquickly。“Sitdown,Helene。“

  Sheobeyedhim,mystified。

  “Foryourownsake,“hecontinued,“therearecertainfactsinconnectionwiththismatterwhichImustwithhold。AllIcantellyouisthis。TherearepeoplewhohaveacquiredaholduponLucillesogreatthatsheisforcedtoobeytheirbidding。LadyCareyisone,theDuchessofDorsetisanother。Theyarenofriendsofmine,andapparentlyLucillehasbeentakenawayfrommebythem。“

  “A-aholduponher?“Helenerepeatedvaguely。

  “ItisallIcantellyou。Youmustsupposeanextremecase。YoumaytakemywordforitthatundercertaincircumstancesLucillewouldhavenopowertodenythemanything。“

  “But-withoutawordoffarewell。Theycouldnotinsistuponherleavingyoulikethat!Itisincredible!“

  “Itisquitepossible,“Mr。Sabinsaid。

  Helenecaughtherselflookingathimstealthily。Wasitpossiblethatthiswonderfulbrainhadgivenwayatlast?Therewerenosignsofitinhisfaceorexpression。ButtheDuchessofDorset!

  LadyCarey!Thesewerewomenofherowncircle-Londoners,andtheDuchess,atanyrate,awomanoftheveryhighestsocialpositionandunimpeachedconventionality。

  “Thissounds-veryextraordinary,UNCLE!“sheremarkedalittlelamely。

  “Itisextraordinary,“heanswereddrily。“Idonotwonderthatyoufindithardtobelieveme。I-“

  “Nottobelieve-tounderstand!“

  Hesmiled。

  “Wewillnotdistinguish!Afterall,whatdoesitmatter?Assume,ifyoucannotbelieve,thatLucille’sleavingmemayhavebeenattheinstigationofthesepeople,andthereforeinvoluntary。IfthisbesoIhavehardbattletofighttowinherback,butintheendIshalldoit。“

  Shenoddedsympathetically。

  “Iamsure,“shesaid,“thatyouwillnotfinditdifficult。Tellme,cannotIhelpyouinanyway?IknowtheDuchessverywellindeed-wellenoughtotakeyoutocallquiteinformallyifyouplease。SheisagreatsupporterofwhattheycallthePrimroseLeaguehere。Idonotunderstandwhatitisallabout,butitseemsthatImaynotjoinbecausemyhusbandisaRadical。“

  Mr。Sabinlookedforamomentoverhisclaspedhandsthroughthefaintbluecloudofcigarettesmoke,andsundrypossibilitiesflashedthroughhismindtobeatoncerejected。Heshookhishead。

  “No!“hesaidfirmly。“Idonotwishforyourhelpatpresent,directlyorindirectly。IfyoumeettheCountessIwouldratherthatyoudidnotmentionmyname。Thereisonlyonepersonwhom,ifyoumetatDorsetHouseoranywherewhereLucilleis,Iwouldaskyoutowatch。ThatisMr。Brott!“

  ItwastobeaconversationfullofsurprisesforHelene。Mr。

  Brott!Herhandwentuptoherforeheadforamoment,andalittlegestureofbewildermentescapedher。

  “Willyoutellme,“sheaskedalmostplaintively,“whatonearthMr。Brottcanhavetodowiththisbusiness-with-Lucille-withyou-withanyoneconnectedwithit?“

  Mr。Sabinshruggedhisshoulders。

  “Mr。Brott,“heremarked,“aCabinetMinisterofmarkedRadicalproclivities,haslatelybeenafrequentvisitoratDorsetHouse,whichistheveryhomeoftheoldaristocraticToryism。Mr。BrottwasacquaintedwithLucillemanyyearsago-inVienna。Atthattimehewas,Ibelieve,deeplyinterestedinher。ImustconfessthatMr。Brottcausesmesomeuneasiness。

  “Ithink-thatmenalwaysknow,“Helenesaid,“iftheycareto。

  WasLucillehappywithyou?“

  “Absolutely。Iamsureofit。“

  “Thenyourfirstassumptionmustbecorrect,“shedeclared。“Youcannotexplainthingstome,soIcannothelpyouevenwithmyadvice。Iamsorry。“

  Heturnedhisheadtowardsherandregardedhercritically,asthoughmakingsometestofhersincerity。

  “Helene,“hesaidgravely,“itisforyourownsakethatIdonotexplainfurther,thatIdonotmakethingsclearertoyou。OnlyIwantedyoutounderstandwhyIoncemoresetfootinEurope。I

  wantedyoutounderstandwhyIamhere。ItistowinbackLucille。

  Itislikethatwithme,Helene。I,whoonceschemedandplottedforanempire,amoncemoreaschemerandaworker,butfornootherpurposethantorecoverpossessionofthewomanwhomIlove。

  Youdonotrecogniseme,Helene。Idonotrecognisemyself。

  Nevertheless,Iwouldhaveyouknowthetruth。Iamhereforthat,andfornootherpurpose。“

  Heroseslowlytohisfeet。Sheheldoutbothherhandsandgraspedhis。

  “Letmehelpyou,shebegged。“Do!Thisisnotamatterofpoliticsoranythingcompromising。IamsurethatIcouldbeusefultoyou。“

  “Soyoucan,“heansweredquietly。“DoasIhaveaskedyou。WatchMr。Brott!“

  Mr。BrottandMr。Sabindinedtogether-not,asithappened,attheHouseofCommons,butattheformer’sclubinPallMall。ForMr。Sabinitwasnotaltogetheranenjoyablemeal。Theclubwaslarge,gloomyandpolitical;thecookingwasexactlyofthatorderwhichsuchsurroundingsseemedtorequire。NorwasMr。Brottaparticularlybrillianthost。Yethisguestderivedacertainamountofpleasurefromtheentertainment,owingtoBrott’sconstantendeavourstobringtheconversationroundtoLucille。

  “Ifind,“hesaid,astheylittheircigarettes,“thatIcommittedanindiscretiontheotherdayatCamperdownHouse!“

  Mr。Sabinassumedthepuzzledairofoneendeavouringtopindownanelusivememory。

  “Letmesee,“hemurmureddoubtfully。“Itwasinconnectionwith-“

  “TheCountessRadantz。Ifyouremember,Itoldyouthatitwasherdesirejustnowtoremainincognito。I,however,unfortunatelyforgotthisduringthecourseofourconversation。“

  “Yes,Iremember。Youtoldmewhereshewasstaying。ButtheCountessandIareoldacquaintances。Ifeelsurethatshedidnotobjecttoyourhavinggivenmeheraddress。IcouldnotpossiblyleaveLondonwithoutcallinguponher。“

  Mr。Brottmovedinhischairuneasily。

  “Itseemspresumptiononmyparttomakesuchasuggestionperhaps,“

  hesaidslowly,“butIreallybelievethattheCountessisinearnestwithreferencetoherdesireforseclusionjustatpresent。

  IbelievethatsheisreallyveryanxiousthatherpresenceinLondon,justnowshouldnotbegenerallyknown。“

  “Iamsuchaveryoldfriend,“Mr。Sabinsaid。“Iknewherwhenshewasachild。“

  Mr。Brottnodded。

  “Itisverystrange,“hesaid,“thatyoushouldhavecometogetheragaininsuchacountryasAmerica,andinasmalltowntoo。“

  “Lenox,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“isasmallplace,butagreatcenter。

  Bythebye,istherenotsomequestionofanimpendingmarriageonthepartoftheCountess?“

  “Ihaveheard-ofnothingofthesort,“Mr。Brottsaid,lookingupstartled。Then,afteramoment’spause,duringwhichhestudiedcloselyhiscompanion’simperturbableface,headdedthequestionwhichforceditswaytohislips。

  “Haveyou?“

  Mr。Sabinlookedalonghiscigaretteandpincheditaffectionately。

  Itwasoneofhisown,whichhehaddexterouslysubstitutedforthosewhichhishosthadplacedathisdisposal。

  “TheCountessisaverycharming,averybeautiful,andamostattractivewoman,“hesaidslowly。“Hermarriagehasalwaysseemedtomeamatterofcertainty。“

  Mr。Brotthesitated,andwaslost。

  “Youareanoldfriendofhers,“hesaid。“YouperhapsknowmoreofherrecenthistorythanIdo。Foratimesheseemedtodropoutofmylifealtogether。NowthatshehascomebackIamveryanxioustopersuadehertomarryme。“

  Asinglelightning-likeflashinMr。Sabine’seyesforamomentdisconcertedhishost。But,afterall,itwasgonewithsuchamazingsuddennessthatitleftbehinditasenseofunreality。

  Mr。Brottdecidedthatafterallitmusthavebeenfancy。

  “MayIask,“Mr。Sabinsaidquietly,“whethertheCountessappearstoreceiveyoursuitwithfavour?“

  Mr。Brotthesitated。

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