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  “Thissoundsveryshocking,“heremarked。“Ihadnoideathatthelargestcityofthemostenlightenedcountryintheworldwasinsuchasorryplight。“

  “Oh,curseyoursarcasm,“Mr。Horsersaid。“I’mtalkingfacts,andyou’vegottoknowthem。Willyougiveupthatreport?Youcanfindoutallthereisinitforyourself。ButI’mgoingtogiveityoustraight。IfIdon’thavethatreportbackunread,you’llneverleaveNewYork。“

  Mr。Sabinwasgenuinelyamused。

  “Mygoodfellow,“hesaid,“youhavemadeyourselfanotoriouspersoninthiscountrybydintofincessantbullyingandbribingandcorruptionofeverysort。Youmaypossessallthepowersyouclaim。Youronlymistakeseemstobethatyouaretoothick-headedtoknowwhenyouareovermatched。Ihavebeenadiplomatistallmylife,“Mr。Sabinsaid,risingslowlytohisfeet,andwithasuddenintentlookuponhisface,“andifIweretobeoutwittedbysuchanoviceasyouIshoulddeservetoendmydays-inNewYork。“

  Mr。Horserrosealsotohisfeet。Asmileoftriumphwasonhislips。

  “Well,“hesaid,“we-Comein!Comein!“Thedoorwasthrownopen。Skinnerandtwopolicemenentered。Mr。Sabinleanedtowardsthewall,andinasecondtheroomwasplungedindarkness。

  “Turnonthelights!“Skinnershouted。“Seizehim!He’sinthatcorner。Useyourclubs!“Horserbawled。“Standbythedooroneofyou。Damnation,whereisthatswitch?“

  Hefounditwithashoutoftriumph。Lightsflaredoutintheroom。

  Theystaredaroundintoeverycorner。Mr。Sabinwasnotthere。

  ThenHorsersawthedoorleadingintothebed-chamber,andflunghimselfagainstitwithahoarsecryofrage。

  “Breakitopen!“hecriedtothepolicemen。

  Theyhammereduponitwiththeirclubs。Mr。Sabin’squietvoicecametothemfromtheotherside。

  “Praydonotdisturbme,gentlemen,“hesaid。“Iamreading。“

  “Breakitopen,youdamnedfools!“Horsercried。Theybatteredatitsturdily,butthedoorwasasolidone。Suddenlytheyheardthekeyturninthelock。Mr。Sabinstooduponthethreshold。

  “Gentlemen!“heexclaimed。“Thesearemyprivateapartments。Whythisviolence?“

  Heheldoutthepaper。

  “Thisismine,“hesaid。“Theinformationwhichitcontainsisboughtandpaidfor。Butifthegivingitupwillprocuremetheprivilegeofyourdeparture,praytakeit。

  Horserwaspurplewithrage。Hepointedwithshakingfisttothestill,calmfigure。

  “Arresthim,“heordered。“Takehimtothecells。“

  Mr。Sabinshruggedhisshoulders。

  “Iamready,“hesaid,“butitisonlyfairtogiveyouthiswarning。

  IamtheDukeofSouspennier,andIamwellknowninEnglandandFrance。ThepaperwhichyousawmehandtotheporterinthehallaswesteppedintotheelevatorwasadespatchinciphertotheEnglishAmbassadoratWashington,claiminghisprotection。Ifyoutakemetoprisonto-nightyouwillhavehimtodealwithto-morrow。“

  Mr。Horserborehimselfindefeatbetterthanatanytimeduringtheencounter。Heturnedtotheconstables。

  “Godownstairsandwaitformeinthehail,“heordered。“Youtoo,Skinner。“

  Theylefttheroom。HorserturnedtoMr。Sabin,andtheveinsonhisforeheadstoodoutlikewhipcord。

  “IknowwhenI’mbeaten,“hesaid。“Keepyourreport,andbedamnedtoyou。ButrememberthatyouandIhaveascoretosettle,andyoucanaskthosewhoknowmehowoftenDickHorsercomesoutunderneathinthelongrun。“

  Hefollowedtheothers。Mr。Sabinsatdowninhiseasy-chairwithaquietsmileuponhislips。Oncemoreheglancedthroughthebriefreport。Thenhiseyeshalfclosed,andhesatquitestill-atired,weary-lookingman,almostunnaturallypale。

  “Theyhavekepttheirword,“hesaidsoftlytohimself,“aftermanyyears。Aftermanyyears!“

  Dusoncameintoundresshimshortlyafterwards。Hesawsignsofthestruggle,butmadenocomment。Mr。Sabin,afteramoment’shesitation,tookaphialfromhispocketandpouredafewdropsintoawineglassfulofwater。

  “Duson,“hesaid,“bringmesomedespatchformsandapencil。“

  “Yes,sir。“

  Mr。Sabinwroteforseveralmoments。Thenheplacedtheformsinanenvelope,sealedit,andhandedittoDuson。

  “Duson,“hesaid,“thatfellowHorserisannoyedwithme。IfI

  shouldbearrestedonanycharge,orshouldfailtoreturntothehotelwithinreasonabletime,breakthatsealandsendoffthetelegrams。“

  “Yes,sir。“

  Mr。Sabinyawned。

  “Ineedsleep,“hesaid。“Donotcallmeto-morrowmorninguntilIring。And,Duson!“

  “Yes,sir。“

  “TheCampaniawillsailfromNewYorksomewhereaboutthetenthofOctober。Iwishtosecurethewholeofstateroomnumbertwenty-eight。Goroundtotheofficeassoonastheyopen,securethatroomifpossible,andpayadeposit。Nootherwilldo。Alsooneforyourself。“

  “Verygood,sir。“

  Here’saladyinquiringforyou,sir-justgoneuptoyourroomintheelevator,“thehotelclerkremarkedtoMr。Sabinashepausedonhiswaytothedoortohandinhiskey。“ShallIsendaboyup?“

  Mr。Sabinhesitated。

  “Alady?“heremarkedtentatively。

  Thehotelclerknodded。

  “Yes。Ididn’tnoticethename,butshewasanEnglishwoman。I’llsendup。“

  “Thankyou,Iwillreturn,“Mr。Sabinsaid。“IfIshouldmissheronthewayperhapsyouwillkindlyredirecthertomyrooms。“

  Herangfortheelevator,andwasswiftlytransportedtohisownfloor。Thedoorofhissitting-roomwasopen。Dusonwastalkingtoatallfairwoman,whoturnedswiftlyroundatthesoundofhisapproach。

  “Ah,theyfoundyou,then!“sheexclaimed,comingtowardshimwithoutstretchedhands。“Isn’tthisastrangeplaceandastrangecountryforustomeetoncemorein?“

  Hegreetedhergallantly,butwithacertainreserve,ofwhichshewasatonceaware。

  “ArethereanycountriesintheworldleftwhicharestrangetosogreatatravelerasLadyMurielCarey?“hesaid。“ThepapersherehavebeenfullofyourwonderfuladventuresinSouthAfrica。“

  Shelaughed。

  “Everythingshockinglyexaggerated,ofcourse,“shedeclared。“I

  havereallybeenplaguedtodeathsinceIgotherewithinterviewers,andthatsortofperson。IwonderifyouknowhowgladIamtoseeyouagain?“

  “Youareverykind,indeed,“hesaid。“CertainlytherewasnoonewhomIexpectedlesstoseeoverhere。Youhavecomefortheyachtraces,Isuppose?“

  Shelookedathimwithafaintsmileandraisedeyebrows。

  “Come,“shesaid,“shallwelietooneanother?Isitworthwhile?

  Candourissomuchmoreoriginal。“

  “Candourbyallmeansthen,Ibeg,“heanswered。

  “IhavecomeoverwiththeDalkeiths,ostensiblytoseetheyachtraces。ReallyIhavecometoseeyou。“

  Mr。Sabinbowed。

  “Iamdelightfullyflattered,“hemurmured。

  “Idon’texactlymeanforthepleasureofgazingintoyourfaceoncemore,“shecontinued。“Ihaveamission!“

  Mr。Sabinlookedupquickly。

  “Greatheavens!You,too!“heexclaimed。

  Shenodded。

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