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  Hewasreallyaverytactfulyoungmanindeed,inanaturalsortofway。\"Daresayallthisisnewtoyou,\"hesaid;\"notyoursortofmachine。Thesecabinsaren’thalfbad。\"

  Hegotupandwalkedroundthelittleapartment,showingitspoints。

  \"Hereisthebed,\"hesaid,whippingdownacouchfromthewallandthrowingitbackagainwithaclick。\"Herearetoiletthings,\"andheopenedaneatlyarrangedcupboard。\"Notmuchwashing。Nowaterwe’vegot;nowateratallexceptfordrinking。NobathsoranythinguntilwegettoAmericaandland。

  Ruboverwithloofah。Onepintofhotforshaving。That’sall。

  Inthelockerbelowyouarerugsandblankets;youwillneedthempresently。Theysayitgetscold。Idon’tknow。Neverbeenupbefore。Exceptalittleworkwithgliders——whichismostlygoingdown。Three—quartersofthechapsinthefleethaven’t。Here’safolding—chairandtablebehindthedoor。Compact,eh?\"

  Hetookthechairandbalanceditonhislittlefinger。\"Prettylight,eh?Aluminiumandmagnesiumalloyandavacuuminside。

  Allthesecushionsstuffedwithhydrogen。Foxy!Thewholeship’slikethat。Andnotamaninthefleet,exceptthePrinceandoneortwoothers,overelevenstone。Couldn’tsweatthePrince,youknow。We’llgoalloverthethingto—morrow。I’mfrightfullykeenonit。\"

  HebeamedatBert。\"YouDOlookyoung,\"heremarked。\"Ialwaysthoughtyou’dbeanoldmanwithabeard——asortofphilosopher。

  Idon’tknowwhyoneshouldexpectcleverpeoplealwaystobeold。Ido。\"

  Bertparriedthatcomplimentalittleawkwardly,andthenthelieutenantwasstruckwiththeriddlewhyHerrButteridgehadnotcomeinhisownflyingmachine。

  \"It’salongstory,\"saidBert。\"Lookhere!\"hesaidabruptly,\"Iwishyou’dlendmeapairofslippers,orsomething。I’mregularsickofthesesandals。They’rerottenthings。I’vebeentryingthemforafriend。\"

  \"RightO!\"

  Theex—Rhodesscholarwhiskedoutoftheroomandreappearedwithaconsiderablechoiceoffootwear——pumps,clothbath—slippers,andapurplepairadornedwithgoldensun—flowers。

  Buttheseherepentedofatthelastmoment。

  \"Idon’tevenwearthemmyself,\"hesaid。\"Onlybrought’eminthezealofthemoment。\"Helaughedconfidentially。\"Had’emworkedforme——inOxford。Byafriend。Take’emeverywhere。\"

  SoBertchosethepumps。

  Thelieutenantbrokeintoacheerfulsnigger。\"Herewearetryingonslippers,\"hesaid,\"andtheworldgoingbylikeapanoramabelow。Ratheralark,eh?Look!\"

  Bertpeepedwithhimoutofthewindow,lookingfromthebrightpettinessofthered—and—silvercabinintoadarkimmensity。Thelandbelow,exceptforalake,wasblackandfeatureless,andtheotherairshipswerehidden。\"Seemoreoutside,\"saidthelieutenant。\"Let’sgo!There’sasortoflittlegallery。\"

  Heledthewayintothelongpassage,whichwaslitbyonesmallelectriclight,pastsomenoticesinGerman,toanopenbalconyandalightladderandgalleryofmetal,latticeoverhanging,emptyspace。Bertfollowedhisleaderdowntothegalleryslowlyandcautiously。Fromithewasabletowatchthewonderfulspectacleofthefirstair—fleetflyingthroughthenight。Theyflewinawedge—shapedformation,theVaterlandhighestandleading,thetailrecedingintothecornersofthesky。Theyflewinlong,regularundulations,greatdarkfish—likeshapes,showinghardlyanylightatall,theenginesmakingathrob—throb—throbbingsoundthatwasveryaudibleoutonthegallery。Theyweregoingataleveloffiveorsixthousandfeet,andrisingsteadily。Below,thecountrylaysilent,acleardarknessdottedandlinedoutwithclustersoffurnaces,andthelitstreetsofagroupofbigtowns。Theworldseemedtolieinabowl;theoverhangingbulkoftheairshipabovehidallbutthelowestlevelsofthesky。

  Theywatchedthelandscapeforaspace。

  \"Jollyitmustbetoinventthings,\"saidthelieutenantsuddenly。\"Howdidyoucometothinkofyourmachinefirst?\"

  \"Workeditout,\"saidBert,afterapause。\"Jestgroundawayatit。\"

  \"Ourpeoplearefrightfullykeenonyou。TheythoughttheBritishhadgotyou。Weren’ttheBritishkeen?\"

  \"Inaway,\"saidBert。\"Still——itsalongstory。\"

  \"Ithinkit’sanimmensething——toinvent。Icouldn’tinventathingtosavemylife。\"

  Theybothfellsilent,watchingthedarkenedworldandfollowingtheirthoughtsuntilabuglesummonedthemtoabelateddinner。

  Bertwassuddenlyalarmed。\"Don’tyou’avetodressandthings?\"

  hesaid。\"I’vealwaysbeentoohardatScienceandthingstogointoSocietyandallthat。\"

  \"Nofear,\"saidKurt。\"Nobody’sgotmorethantheclothestheywear。We’retravellinglight。Youmightperhapstakeyourovercoatoff。They’veanelectricradiatoreachendoftheroom。\"

  AndsopresentlyBertfoundhimselfsittingtoeatinthepresenceofthe\"GermanAlexander\"——thatgreatandpuissantPrince,PrinceKarlAlbert,theWarLord,theherooftwohemispheres。Hewasahandsome,blondman,withdeep—seteyes,asnubnose,upturnedmoustache,andlongwhitehands,astrange—lookingman。Hesathigherthantheothers,underablackeaglewithwidespreadwingsandtheGermanImperialflags;

  hewas,asitwere,enthroned,anditstruckBertgreatlythatasheatehedidnotlookatpeople,butovertheirheadslikeonewhoseesvisions。Twentyofficersofvariousranksstoodaboutthetable——andBert。TheyallseemedextremelycurioustoseethefamousButteridge,andtheirastonishmentathisappearancewasill—controlled。ThePrincegavehimadignifiedsalutation,towhich,byaninspiration,hebowed。StandingnextthePrincewasabrown—faced,wrinkledmanwithsilverspectaclesandfluffy,dingy—greyside—whiskers,whoregardedBertwithapeculiaranddisconcertingattention。ThecompanysatafterceremoniesBertcouldnotunderstand。Attheotherendofthetablewasthebird—facedofficerBerthaddispossessed,stilllookinghostileandwhisperingaboutBerttohisneighbour。Twosoldierswaited。Thedinnerwasaplainone——asoup,somefreshmutton,andcheese——andtherewasverylittletalk。

  Acurioussolemnityindeedbroodedovereveryone。Partlythiswasreactionaftertheintensetoilandrestrainedexcitementofstarting;partlyitwastheoverwhelmingsenseofstrangenewexperiences,ofportentousadventure。ThePrincewaslostinthought。HerousedhimselftodrinktotheEmperorinchampagne,andthecompanycried\"Hoch!\"likemenrepeatingresponsesinchurch。

  Nosmokingwaspermitted,butsomeoftheofficerswentdowntothelittleopengallerytochewtobacco。Nolightswhateverweresafeamidstthatbundleofinflammablethings。Bertsuddenlyfellyawningandshivering。Hewasoverwhelmedbyasenseofhisowninsignificanceamidstthesegreatrushingmonstersoftheair。Hefeltlifewas’toobigforhim——toomuchforhimaltogether。

  HesaidsomethingtoKurtabouthishead,wentupthesteepladderfromtheswayinglittlegalleryintotheairshipagain,andso,asifitwerearefuge,tobed。

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  Bertsleptforatime,andthenhissleepwasbrokenbydreams。

  Mostlyhewasfleeingfromformlessterrorsdownaninterminablepassageinanairship——apassagepavedatfirstwithravenoustrap—doors,andthenwithopenworkcanvasofthemostcarelessdescription。

  \"Gaw!\"saidBert,turningoverafterhisseventhfallthroughinfinitespacethatnight。

  Hesatupinthedarknessandnursedhisknees。Theprogressoftheairshipwasnotnearlysosmoothasaballoon;hecouldfeelaregularswayingup,up,upandthendown,down,down,andthethrobbingandtremulousquiveroftheengines。

  Hismindbegantoteemwithmemories——morememoriesandmore。

  Throughthem,likeastrugglingswimmerinbrokenwater,cametheperplexingquestion,whatamItodoto—morrow?To—morrow,Kurthadtoldhim,thePrince’ssecretary,theGrafVonWinterfeld,wouldcometohimanddiscusshisflying—machine,andthenhewouldseethePrince。HewouldhavetostickitoutnowthathewasButteridge,andsellhisinvention。Andthen,iftheyfoundhimout!HehadavisionofinfuriatedButteridges……Supposeafterallheownedup?Pretendeditwastheirmisunderstanding?

  HebegantoschemedevicesforsellingthesecretandcircumventingButteridge。

  Whatshouldheaskforthething?Somehowtwentythousandpoundsstruckhimasaboutthesumindicated。

  Hefellintothatdespondencythatliesinwaitinthesmallhours。Hehadgottoobigajobon——toobigajob……

  Memoriesswampedhisscheming。

  \"WherewasIthistimelastnight?\"

  Herecapitulatedhiseveningstediouslyandlengthily。LastnighthehadbeenupabovethecloudsinButteridge’sballoon。

  Hethoughtofthemomentwhenhedroppedthroughthemandsawthecoldtwilightseaclosebelow。Hestillrememberedthatdisagreeableincidentwithanightmarevividness。AndthenightbeforeheandGrubbhadbeenlookingforcheaplodgingsatLittlestoneinKent。Howremotethatseemednow。Itmightbeyearsago。ForthefirsttimehethoughtofhisfellowDesertDervish,leftwiththetwored—paintedbicyclesonDymchurchsands。\"’Ewon’tmakemuchofashowofit,notwithoutme。

  Any’ow’edid’avethetreasury——suchasitwas——inhispocket!\"……ThenightbeforethatwasBankHolidaynightandtheyhadsatdiscussingtheirminstrelenterprise,drawingupaprogrammeandrehearsingsteps。AndthenightbeforewasWhitSunday。\"Lord!\"

  criedBert,\"whatadoingthatmotor—bicyclegiveme!\"Herecalledtheemptyflappingoftheevisceratedcushion,thefeelingofimpotenceastheflamesroseagain。Fromamongtheconfusedmemoriesofthattragicflareonelittlefigureemergedverybrightandpoignantlysweet,Edna,cryingbackreluctantlyfromthedepartingmotor—car,\"Seeyouto—morrer,Bert?\"

  OthermemoriesofEdnaclusteredroundthatimpression。TheyledBert’smindstepbysteptoanagreeablestatethatfoundexpressionin\"I’llmarry’ERifshedon’tlookout。\"AndtheninaflashitfollowedinhismindthatifhesoldtheButteridgesecrethecould!Supposeafterallhedidgettwentythousandpounds;suchsumshavebeenpaid!Withthathecouldbuyhouseandgarden,buynewclothesbeyonddreaming,buyamotor,travel,haveeverydelightofthecivilisedlifeasheknewit,forhimselfandEdna。Ofcourse,riskswereinvolved。\"I’ll’aveoldButteridgeonmytrack,Iexpect!\"

  Hemeditateduponthat。Hedeclinedagaintodespondency。Asyethewasonlyinthebeginningoftheadventure。Hehadstilltodeliverthegoodsanddrawthecash。Andbeforethat——Justnowhewasbynomeansonhiswayhome。HewasflyingofftoAmericatofightthere。\"Notmuchfighting,\"heconsidered;\"allourownway。\"Still,ifashelldidhappentohittheVaterlandontheunderside!……

  \"S’poseIoughttomakemywill。\"

  Helaybackforsometimecomposingwills——chieflyinfavourofEdna。Hehadsettlednowitwastobetwentythousandpounds。

  Heleftanumberofminorlegacies。Thewillsbecamemoreandmoremeanderingandextravagant……

  Hewokefromtheeighthrepetitionofhisnightmarefallthroughspace。\"Thisflyinggetsonone’snerves,\"hesaid。

  Hecouldfeeltheairshipdivingdown,down,down,thenslowlyswingingtoup,up,up。Throb,throb,throb,throb,quiveredtheengine。

  HegotuppresentlyandwrappedhimselfaboutwithMr。

  Butteridge’sovercoatandalltheblankets,fortheairwasverykeen。Thenhepeepedoutofthewindowtoseeagreydawnbreakingoverclouds,thenturneduphislightandboltedhisdoor,satdowntothetable,andproducedhischest—protector。

  Hesmoothedthecrumpledplanswithhishand,andcontemplatedthem。Thenhereferredtotheotherdrawingsintheportfolio。

  Twentythousandpounds。Ifheworkeditright!Itwasworthtrying,anyhow。

  PresentlyheopenedthedrawerinwhichKurthadputpaperandwriting—materials。

  BertSmallwayswasbynomeansastupidperson,anduptoacertainlimithehadnotbeenbadlyeducated。Hisboardschoolhadtaughthimtodrawuptocertainlimits,taughthimtocalculateandunderstandaspecification。Ifatthatpointhiscountryhadtiredofitsefforts,andhandedhimoverunfinishedtoscrambleforalivinginanatmosphereofadvertiseinentsandindividualenterprise,thatwasreallynothisfault。HewasashisStatehadmadehim,andthereadermustnotimaginebecausehewasalittleCockneycad,thathewasabsolutelyincapableofgraspingtheideaoftheButteridgeflying—machine。Buthefounditstiffandperplexing。Hismotor—bicycleandGrubb’sexperimentsandthe\"mechanicaldrawing\"hehaddoneinstandardsevenallhelpedhimout;and,moreover,themakerofthesedrawings,whoeverhewas,hadbeenanxioustomakehisintentionsplain。Bertcopiedsketches,hemadenotes,hemadeaquitetolerableandintelligentcopyoftheessentialdrawingsandsketchesoftheothers。Thenhefellintoameditationuponthem。

  Atlastherosewithasigh,foldeduptheoriginalsthathadformerlybeeninhischest—protectorandputthemintothebreast—pocketofhisjacket,andthenverycarefullydepositedthecopieshehadmadeintheplaceoftheoriginals。Hehadnoveryclearplaninhismindindoingthis,exceptthathehatedtheideaofaltogetherpartingwiththesecret。Foralongtimehemeditatedprofoundly——nodding。Thenheturnedouthislightandwenttobedagainandschemedhimselftosleep。

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  ThehochgeborenGrafvonWinterfeldwasalsoalightsleeperthatnight,butthenhewasoneofthesepeoplewhosleeplittleandplaychessproblemsintheirheadstowhileawaythetime——andthatnighthehadaparticularlydifficultproblemtosolve。

  HecameinuponBertwhilehewasstillinbedintheglowofthesunlightreflectedfromtheNorthSeabelow,consumngtherollsandcoffeeasoldierhadbroughthim。Hehadaportfoliounderhisarm,andintheclear,earlymorninglighthisdingygreyhairandheavy,silver—rimmedspectaclesmadehimlookalmostbenevolent。HespokeEnglishfluently,butwithastrongGermanflavour。Hewasparticularlybadwithhis\"b’s,\"andhis\"th’s\"

  softenedtowardsweak\"z’ds。\"HecalledBertexplosively,\"Pooterage。\"Hebeganwithsomeindistinctcivilities,bowed,tookafolding—tableandchairfrombehindthedoor,puttheformerbetweenhimselfandBert,satdownonthelatter,cougheddrily,andopenedhisportfolio。Thenheputhiselbowsonthetable,pinchedhislowerlipwithhistwofore—fingers,andregardedBertdisconcertinglywithmagnifiedeyes。\"Youcametous,HerrPooterage,againstyourwill,\"hesaidatlast。

  \"’Owd’youmakethatout?\"askedBert,afterapauseofastonishment。

  \"Ichugebyzemapsinyourcar。TheywereallEnglish。Andyourprovisions。Theywereallpicnic。Alsoyourcordswereentangled。Youhaf’beentugging——butnogood。Youcouldnotmanagezeballoon,andanuzzerpowerthanyoursproughtyoutous。Isitnotso?\"

  Bertthought。

  \"Also——whereiszelaty?\"

  \"’Ere!——whatlady?\"

  \"Youstartedwithalaty。Thatisevident。Youshtartedforanafternoonexcursion——apicnic。Amanofyourtemperament——hewouldtakealaty。ShewasnotwizyouinyourballoonwhenyoucamedownatDornhof。No!Onlyherchacket!Itisyouraffair。

  Still,Iamcurious。\"

  Bertreflected。\"’Owd’youknowthat?\"

  \"Ichugebyzenatureofyourfariousprovisions。Icannotaccount,Mr。Pooterage,forzelaty,whatyouhafdonewithher。

  NorcanItellwhyyoushouldwearnature—sandals,norwhyyoushouldwearsuchcheapplueclothes。Theseareoutsidemyinstructions。Trifles,perhaps。Officiallytheyaretobeignored。Latiescomeandgo——Iamamanofzeworldt。Ihafknownwisemenwearsandalsandefenpracticevegetarianhabits。

  Ihafknownmen——oratanyrate,Ihafknownchemists——whodidnotschmoke。Youhaf,nodoubt,putzelatydownsomewhere。

  Well。Letusgetto——business。Ahigherpower\"——hisvoicechangeditsemotionalquality,hismagnifiedeyesseemedtodilate——\"hasproughtyouandyoursecretstraighttous。So!\"——

  hebowedhishead——\"sopeit。ItiszeDestinyofChermanyandmyPrince。Icanundershtandtyoualwayscarryzatsecret。Youareafraidtofroppersandspies。Soitcomeswizyou——tous。

  Mr。Pooterage,Chermanywillpuyit。\"

  \"Willshe?\"

  \"Shewill,\"saidthesecretary,lookinghardatBert’sabandonedsandalsinthecornerofthelocker。Herousedhimself,consultedapaperofnotesforamoment,andBerteyedhisbrownandwrinkledfacewithexpectationandterror。\"Chermany,Iaminstructedtosay,\"saidthesecretary,withhiseyesonthetableandhisnotesspreadout,\"hasalwaysbeenwillingtopuyyoursecret。Wehafindeedpeeneagertoacquireitferyeager;

  anditwasonlyzefearthatyoumightbe,onpatrioticgroundts,actingincollusionwithyourPritishWarOfficezathasmadeusdiscreetinofferingforyourmarvellousinventionthroughintermediaries。Wehafnohesitationwhatefernow,Iaminstructed,inagreeingtoyourproposalofahunderttousandpoundts。\"

  \"Crikey!\"saidBert,overwhelmed。

  \"Ipegyourpardon?\"

  \"Jestatwinge,\"saidBert,raisinghishandtohisbandagedhead。

  \"Ah!AlsoIaminstructedtosaythatasforthatnoble,unrightlyaccusedlatyyouhafchampionedsobrafelyagainstPritishhypocrisyandcoldness,allzechivalryofChermanyisonhersite。\"

  \"Lady?\"saidBertfaintly,andthenrecalledthegreatButteridgelovestory。Hadtheoldchapalsoreadtheletters?Hemustthinkhimascorcherifhehad。\"Oh!that’saw—right,\"hesaid,\"about’er。I’adn’tanydoubtsaboutthat。I——\"

  Hestopped。Thesecretarycertainlyhadamostappallingstare。

  Itseemedagesbeforehelookeddownagain。\"Well,zelatyasyouplease。Sheisyouraffair。Ihafperformtmyinstructions。

  AndzetitleofParon,zatalsocanpedone。Itcanallpedone,HerrPooterage。\"

  Hedrummedonthetableforasecondorso,andresumed。\"Ihaftotellyou,sir,zatyoucometousatacrisisin——Welt—Politik。Therecanbenoharmnowformetoputourplansbeforeyou。Peforeyouleafethisshipagaintheywillbemanifesttoallzeworldt。Warisperhapsalreadydeclared。Wego—toAmerica。OurfleetwilldescendoutofzeairuponzeUnitedStates——itisacountryquiteunpreparedforwareferywhere——eferywhere。ZeyhavealwaysreliedonzeAtlantic。

  Andtheirnavy。Wehaveselectedacertainpoint——itisatpresentzesecretofourcommanders——whichweshallseize,andzenweshallestablishadepot——asortofinlandGibraltar。Itwillbe——whatwillitbe?——aneagle’snest。Zereourairshipswillgazzerandrepair,andthencetheywillflytoandfrooferzeUnitedStates,terrorisingcities,dominatingWashington,levyingwhatisnecessary,untilzetermswedictateareaccepted。Youfollowme?\"

  \"Goon!\"saidBert。

  \"WecouldhafdoneallziswizsuchLuftschiffeandDrachenfliegeraswepossess,butzeaccessionofyourmachinerendersourprojectcomplete。ItnotonlygifsusabetterDrachenflieger,butitremofesourlastuneasinessastoGreatPritain。Wizoutyou,sir,GreatPritain,zelandyoulofedsowellandzathasrequitedyousoill,zatlandofPhariseesandreptiles,candonozzing!——nozzing!Yousee,Iamperfectlyfrankwizyou。Well,IaminstructedthatChermanyrecognisesallthis。Wewantyoutoplaceyourselfatourdisposal。WewantyoutobecomeourChiefHeadFlightEngineer。Wewantyoutomanufacture,wewanttoequipaswarmofhornetsunderyourdirection。Wewantyoutodirectthisforce。AnditisatourdepotinAmericawewantyou。Soweofferyousimply,andwithouthaggling,zefulltermsyoudemandedweeksago——onehunderttousandpoundtsincash,asalaryofthreetousandpoundtsayear,apensionofonetousandpoundtsayear,andzetitleofParonasyoudesired。Thesearemyinstructions。\"

  HeresumedhisscrutinyofBert’sface。

  \"That’sallright,ofcourse,\"saidBert,alittleshortofbreath,butotherwiseresoluteandcalm;anditseemedtohimthatnowwasthetimetobringhisnocturnalschemingtotheissue。

  ThesecretarycontemplatedBert’scollarwithsustainedattention。Onlyforonemomentdidhisgazemovetothesandalsandback。

  \"Jes’lemmethinkabit,\"saidBert,findingthestaredebilitating。\"Look’ereI\"hesaidatlast,withanairofgreatexplicitness,\"IGOTthesecret。\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"ButIdon’twantthenameofButteridgetoappear——see?Ibeenthinkingthatover。\"

  \"Alittledelicacy?\"

  \"Exactly。Youbuythesecret——leastways,Igiveityou——fromBearer——see?\"

  Hisvoicefailedhimalittle,andthestarecontinued。\"IwanttodothethingEnonymously。See?\"

  Stillstaring。Bertdriftedonlikeaswimmercaughtbyacurrent。\"Factis,I’mgoingtoedop’thenameofSmallways。I

  don’twantnotitleofBaron;I’vealteredmymind。AndIwantthemoneyquiet—like。Iwantthehundredthousandpoundspaidintobenks—thirtythousandintotheLondonandCountyBenkBranchatBunHillinKentdirectlyI’andovertheplans;twentythousandintotheBenkofEngland;’arftherestintoagoodFrenchbank,theother’arftheGermanNationalBank,see?I

  wantitputthere,rightaway。Idon’twantitputinthenameofButteridge。IwantitputinthenameofAlbertPeterSmallways;that’sthenameI’mgoingtoedop’。That’sconditionone。\"

  \"Goon!\"saidthesecretary。

  \"Thenexcondition,\"saidBert,\"isthatyoudon’tmakeanyinquiriesastotitle。ImeanwhatEnglishgentlemendowhentheysellorletyouland。Youdon’tarst’owIgotit。See?

  ’EreIam——Ideliveryouthegoods——that’sallright。Somepeople’avethecheektosaythisisn’tmyinvention,see?Itis,youknow——THAT’Sallright;butIdon’twantthatgoneinto。

  Iwantafairandsquareagreementsayingthat’sallright。

  See?\"

  His\"See?\"fadedintoaprofoundsilence。

  Thesecretarysighedatlast,leantbackinhischairandproducedatooth—pick,andusedit,toassisthismeditationonBert’scase。\"Whatwasthatname?\"heaskedatlast,puttingawaythetooth—pick;\"Imustwriteitdown。\"

  \"AlbertPeterSmallways,\"saidBert,inamildtone。

  Thesecretarywroteitdown,afteralittledifficultyaboutthespellingbecauseofthedifferentnamesofthelettersofthealphabetinthetwolanguages。

  \"Andnow,Mr。Schmallvays,\"hesaidatlast,leaningbackandresumingthestare,\"tellme:howdidyouketholdofMisterPooterage’sballoon?\"

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  WhenatlasttheGrafvonWinterfoldleftBertSmallways,helefthiminanextremelydeflatedcondition,withallhislittlestorytold。

  Hehad,aspeoplesay,madeacleanbreastofit。Hehadbeenpursuedintodetails。Hehadhadtoexplainthebluesuit,thesandals,theDesertDervishes——everything。Foratimescientificzealconsumedthesecretary,andthequestionoftheplansremainedinsuspense。Heevenwentintospeculationaboutthepreviousoccupantsoftheballoon。\"Isuppose,\"hesaid,\"thelatyWASthelaty。Botthatisnotouraffair。

  \"Itisferycuriousandamusing,yes:butIamafraidthePrincemaybeannoyt。Heactedwizhisusualdecision——alwaysheactswizwonterfuldecision。LikeNapoleon。DirectlyhewastoltofyourdescentintothecampatDornhof,hesaid,’Pringhim!——pringhim!Itismyschtar!’HisschtarofDestiny!Yousee?Hewillbedthwarted。HedirectedyoutocomeasHerrPooterage,andyouhafnotdoneso。Youhaftriet,ofcourse;butithaspeenapoortry。Hischugmentsofmenareferyjustandright,anditisbetterformentoactuptothem——gompletely。

  Especiallynow。Particularlynow。\"

  Heresumedthatattitudeofhis,withhisunderlippinchedbetweenhisforefingers。Hespokealmostconfidentially。\"Itwillbeawkward。Itriettosuggestsomedoubt,butIwasover—ruled。ThePrincedoesnotlisten。Heisimpatientinthehighair。Perhapshewillthinkhisschtarhasbeenmakingafoolofhim。Perhapshewillthink_I_hafbeenmakingafoolofhim。\"

  Hewrinkledhisforehead,anddrewinthecornersofhismouth。

  \"Igottheplans,\"saidBert。

  \"Yes。Thereisthat!Yes。ButyouseethePrincewasinterestedinHerrPooteragebecauseofhisromanticseit。HerrPooteragewassomuchmore——ah!——inthepicture。Iamafraidyouarenotequaltocontrollingtheflyingmachinedepartmentofouraerialparkashewishedyoutodo。Hehadtpromisedhimselfthat……

  \"Andderwasalsotheprestige——theworldtprestigeofPooteragewithus……Well,wemustseewhatwecando。\"Heheldouthishand。\"Gifmetheplans。\"

  AterriblechillranthroughthebeingofMr。Smallways。Tothisdayheisnotclearinhismindwhetherheweptorno,butcertainlytherewasweepinginhisvoice。\"’Ere,Isay!\"heprotested。\"Ain’tIto’ave——nothin’for’em?\"

  Thesecretaryregardedhimwithbenevolenteyes。\"Youdonotdeserveanyzing!\"hesaid。

  \"Imight’avetore’emup。\"

  \"Zeyarenotyours!\"

  \"Theyweren’tButteridge’s!\"

  \"Noneedtopayanyzing。\"

  Bert’sbeingseemedtotightentowardsdesperatedeeds。\"Gaw!\"

  hesaid,clutchinghiscoat,\"AIN’Tthere?\"

  \"Pegalm,\"saidthesecretary。\"Listen!Youshallhaffivehundertpoundts。Youshallhafitonmypromise。Iwilldothatforyou,andthatisallIcando。Takeitfromme。Gifmethenameofthatbank。Writeitdown。So!ItellyouthePrince——

  isnochoke。Idonotthinkheapproffedofyourappearancelastnight。No!Ican’tanswerforhim。HewantedPooterage,andyouhafspoiltit。ThePrince——Idonotunderstandquite,heisinastrangestate。Itistheexcitementofthestartingandthisgreatsoaringintheair。Icannotaccountforwhathedoes。ButifallgoeswellIwillseetoit——youshallhaffivehundertpoundts。Willthatdo?Thengifmetheplans。\"

  \"Oldbeggar!\"saidBert,asthedoorclicked。\"Gaw!——whatanolebeggar!——SHARP!\"

  Hesatdowninthefolding—chair,andwhistlednoiselesslyforatime。

  \"Nice’oldswindlefor’imifItore’emup!Icould’ave。\"

  Herubbedthebridgeofhisnosethoughtfully。\"Igavethewholeblessedshowaway。IfI’dj’es’kepquietaboutbeingEnonymous……Gaw!……Toosoon,Bert,myboy——toosoonandtoorushy。I’dliketokickmysillyself。

  \"Icouldn’t’avekep’itup。

  \"Afterall,itain’tsoverybad,\"hesaid。

  \"Afterall,five’undredpounds……Itisn’tMYsecret,anyhow。

  It’sjes’apickupontheroad。Five’undred。

  \"WonderwhatthefareisfromAmericabackhome?\"

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  AndlaterinthedayanextremelyshatteredanddisorganisedBertSmallwaysstoodinthepresenceofthePrinceKarlAlbert。

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