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  Grahamelookedathiminwonder,andBrottfacedhimsturdily。

  “Itseemsliketreasontoyou,Grahame!“hesaid。“Soitdoestomenow。Iwantnothinginthefuturetocomebetweenus,“hecontinuedmoreslowly,“andIshouldlikeifIcantoexpungethememoryofthisinterview。AndsoIamgoingtotellyouthetruth。“

  Grahameheldouthishand。

  “Don’t!“hesaid。“Icanforgetwithout。“

  I3rottshookhishead。

  “No,“hesaid。“Youhadbetterunderstandeverything。Thehalfpennypresstoldthetruth。Yetonlyhalfthetruth。Ihavebeentoalltheseplaces,wastedmytime,wastedtheirtime,fromapurelyselfishreason-tobeneartheonlywomanIhaveevercaredfor,thewoman,Grahame!“

  “Iknewit,“Grahamemurmured。“Ifoughtagainstthebelief,I

  thoughtthatIhadstifledit。ButIknewitallthetime。“

  “IfIhaveseemedlukewarmsometimesoflate,“Brottsaid,“thereisthecause。Sheisanaristocrat,andmypoliticsarehatefultoher。Shehastoldmesoseriously,playfully,angrily。Shehasletmefeelitinahundredways。Shehasdrawnmeintodiscussionsandshowntheutmosthorrorofmyviews。Ihavecaredforherallmylife,andsheknowsit。AndIthink,Grahame,thatlatelyshehasbeentryingconstantly,persistently,totonedownmyopinions。Shehasletmeunderstandthattheyareabarbetweenus。Anditisahorribleconfession,Grahame,butIbelievethatIwaswavering。ThisinvitationfromLetheringhamseemedsuchawonderfulopportunityforcompromise。“

  “Thismustnevergooutoftheroom,“Grahamesaidhoarsely。“Itwouldruinyourpopularity。Theywouldnevertrustyouagain。

  “Ishalltellnooneelse,“Brottsaid。

  “Anditisover?“Grahamedemandedeagerly。

  “Itisover。“

  TheDukeofDorset,whoentertainedforhisparty,gaveagreatdinnerthatnightatDorsetHouse,andtowardsitsclosethePrinceofSaxeLeinitzer,whowasalmosttheonlynon-politicalguest,moveduptohishostinresponsetoaneagersummons。TheDukewasperturbed。

  “Youhaveheardthenews,SaxeLeinitzer?“

  “Ididnotknowofanynews,“thePrinceanswered。“Whatisit?“

  “BrotthasrefusedtojoinwithLetheringhaminformingaministry。

  Itisrumouredeventhatacoalitionwasproposed,andthatBrottwouldhavenothingtodowithit。“

  ThePrincelookedintohiswineglass。

  “Ah!“hesaid。

  “Thisisdisturbingnews,“theDukecontinued。Youdonotseemtoappreciateitssignificance。“

  ThePrincelookedupagain。

  “Perhapsnot,“hesaid。“Youshallexplaintome。“

  “Brottrefusestocompromise,“theDukesaid。“Hestandsforaministryofhisownselection。Heavenonlyknowswhatmischiefthismaymean。Hisdoctrinesarethoroughlyrevolutionary。Heisaniconoclastwithageniusfordestruction。Buthehastheearofthepeople。Heisto-daytheirRienzi。“

  ThePrincenodded。

  “AndLucille?“heremarked。“Whatdoesshesay?“

  “Ihavenotspokentoher,“theDukeanswered。“Thenewshasonlyjustcome。“

  “Wewillspeaktoher,“thePrincesaid,“together。“

  Afterwardsinthelibrarytherewasasortofinformalmeeting,andtheiropportunitycame。

  “Soyouhavefailed,Countess,“herhostsaid,knittinghisgreybrowsather。

  Shesmilinglyacknowledgeddefeat。

  “ButIcanassureyou,“shesaid,“thatIwasverynearsuccess。

  OnlyonMondayhehadvirtuallymadeuphismindtoabandontheextremepartyandcastinhislotwithLetheringham。WhathashappenedtochangehimIdonotknow。“

  ThePrincecurledhisfairmoustache。

  “Itisapity,“hesaid,“thathechangedhismind。Foronethingisverycertain。TheDukeandIareagreeduponit。ABrottministrymustneverbeformed。“

  Shelookedupquickly。

  “Whatdoyoumean?“

  ThePrinceansweredherwithouthesitation。

  “Ifonecoursefails,“hesaid,“anothermustbeadopted。Iregrethavingtomakeuseofmeanswhicharesomewhatclumsyandobvious。

  Butourpronouncementonthisonepointisfinal。Brottmustnotbeallowedtoformaministry。“

  Shelookedathimwithsomethinglikehorrorinhersoftfulleyes。

  “Whatwouldyoudo?“shemurmured。

  ThePrinceshruggedhisshoulders。

  “Well,“hesaid,“wearenotquitemedievalenoughtoadopttheonlyreallysensiblemethodandremoveMr。Brottpermanentlyfromthefaceoftheearth。Weshouldstopalittleshortofthat,butIcanassureyouthatMr。Brott’shealthforthenextfewmonthsisamatterforgraveuncertainty。Itisapityforhissakethatyoufailed。“

  Shebitherlip。

  “DoyouknowifheisstillinLondon?“sheasked。

  “HemustbeonthepointofleavingforScotland,“theDukeanswered。

  “IfheoncemountstheplatformatGlasgowtherewillbenofurtherchanceofanycompromise。Hewillbecommittedirretrievablytohiscampaignofanarchy。“

  “Andtohisowndisaster,“thePrincemurmured。

  Lucilleremainedforamomentdeepinthought。Thenshelookedup。

  “IfIcanfindhimbeforehestarts,“shesaidhurriedly,“Iwillmakeonelasteffort。“

  Hepeeredforwardoverhisdeskatthetallgracefulfigurewhoseentrancehadbeensonoiseless,andwhosefootstepshadbeensolightthatshestoodalmostwithinafewfeetofhimbeforehewasevenawareofherpresence。Thenhissurprisewassogreatthathecouldonlygaspouthername。

  “You!Lucille!“

  Shesmileduponhimdelightfully。

  “Me!Lucille!Don’tblameyourservant。IassuredhimthatIwasexpected,soheallowedmetoenterunannounced。Hisastonishmentwasadelightfultestimonytoyourreputation,bythebye。Hewasevidentlynotusedtotheseinvasions。“

  Brotthadrecoveredhimselfbythistime,andifanyemotionstillremainedhewasmasterofit。

  “Youmustforgivemysurprise!“hesaid。“Youhaveofcoursesomethingimportanttosaytome。Willyounotloosenyourcloak?“

  Sheunfastenedtheclaspandseatedherselfinhismostcomfortablechair。Thefirelightflashedandglitteredonthesilverornamentsofherdress;herneckandarms,withtheirburdenofjewels,gleamedlikeporcelaininthesemi-darknessoutsidethehaloofhisstudentlamp。Andhesawthatherdarkhairhunglowbehindingracefulfoldsashehadonceadmiredit。Hestoodalittleapart,andshenotedhistravelingclothesandthevarioussignsofajourneyabouttheroom。

  “Youmaybegladtoseeme,“sheremarked,lookingathimwithasmile。“Youdon’tlookit。“

  “Iamanxioustohearyournews,“heanswered。“Iamconvincedthatyouhavesomethingimportanttosaytome。“

  “Supposing,“sheanswered,stilllookingathimsteadily,“supposingIweretosaythatIhadnoobjectincominghereatall-thatitwasmerelyawhim?Whatshouldyousaythen?“

  “Ishouldtaketheliberty,“heansweredquietly,“ofdoubtingtheevidenceofmysenses。“

  Therewasamoment’ssilence。Shefelthisaloofness。Itawokeinhersomeoftheenthusiasmwithwhichthismissionitselfhadfailedtoinspireher。Thismanwasmeasuringhisstrengthagainsthers。

  “Itwasnotaltogetherawhim,“shesaid,hereyesfallingfromhis,“andyet-nowIamhere-itdoesnotseemeasytosaywhatwasinmymind。“

  Heglancedtowardstheclock。

  “Ifear,“hesaid,“thatitmaysoundungallant,butincasethissomewhatmysteriousmissionofyoursisofanyimportanceIhadbetterperhapstellyouthatintwentyminutesImustleavetocatchtheScotchmail。“

  Sheroseatoncetoherfeet,andswepthercloakhaughtilyaroundher。

  “Ihavemadeamistake,“shesaid。“Besogoodastopardonmyintrusion。Ishallnottroubleyouagain。“

  Shewashalf-wayacrosstheroom。Shewasatthedoor,herhandwasuponthehandle。Hewaswhitetothelips,hiswholeframewasshakingwiththeeffortofintenserepression。Hekeptsilence,tillonlyaflutterofhercloakwastobeseeninthedoorway。

  Andthenthecrywhichhehadtriedsohardtostiflebrokefromhislips。

  “Lucille!Lucille!“

  Shehesitated,andcameback-lookingathim,sohethought,withtremblinglipsandeyessoftwithunshedtears。

  “Iwasabrute,“hemurmured。“Ioughttobegratefulforthischanceofseeingyouoncemore,ofsayinggood-byetoyou。“

  “Good-bye!“sherepeated。

  “Yes,“hesaidgravely。“Itmustbegood-bye。Ihaveagreatworkbeforeme,anditwillcutmeoffcompletelyfromallassociationwithyourworldandyourfriends。Somethingwideranddeeperthananoceanwilldivideus。Somethingsowidethatourhandswillneverreachacross。“

  “Youcantalkaboutitverycalmly,“shesaid,withoutlookingathim。

  “Ihavebeendiscipliningmyself,“heanswered。

  Sherestedherfaceuponherhand,andlookedintothefire。

  “Isuppose,“shesaid,“thismeansthatyouhaverefusedMr。

  Letheringham’soffer。“

  “Ihaverefusedit,“heanswered。

  “Iamsorry,“shesaidsimply。

  Sherosefromherchairwithasuddenstart,begantodrawonhercloak,andthenletitfallaltogetherfromhershoulders。

  “Whydoyoudothis?“sheaskedearnestly。“Isitthatyouaresoambitious?Youusednottobeso-intheolddays。

  Helaughedbitterly。

  “Youtoo,then,“hesaid,“canremember。Ambitious!Well,whynot?

  TobePremierofEngland,tostandforthepeople,tocarrythroughtoitslogicalconsummationabloodlessrevolution,surelythisisworthwhile。Isthereanythingintheworldbetterworthhavingthanpower?“

  “Yes,“sheanswered,lookinghimfullintheeyes。

  “Whatisitthen?Letmeknowbeforeitistoolate。“

  “Love!“

  Hethrewhisarmsabouther。Foramomentshewaspowerlessinhisgrasp。

  “Sobeitthen,“hecriedfiercely。“Givemetheone,andIwilldenytheother。Onlynohalfmeasures!Iwilldrinktothebottomofthecupornotatall。“

  Sheshookherselffreefromhim,breathless,consumedwithanangertowhichshedarednotgivevoice。Foramomentortwoshewasspeechless。Herbosomroseandfell,abrightstreakofcolourflaredinhercheeks。Brottstoodawayfromher,whiteandstern。

  “You-areclumsy!“shesaid。“Youfrightenme!“

  Herwordscarriednoconviction。Helookedatherwithanewsuspicion。

  “Youtalklikeachild,“heansweredroughly,“orelseyourwholeconductisafraud。FormonthsIhavebeenyourslave。Ihaveabandonedmyprinciples,givenyoumytime,followedatyourheelslikeatamedog。Andforwhat?Youwillnotmarryme,youwillnotcommityourselftoanything。Youareapastmistressintheartofbindingfoolstoyourchariotwheels。YouknowthatIloveyou-thattherebreathesonthisearthnootherwomanformebutyou。Ihavetoldyouthisinallsavewordsahundredtimes。Andnow-nowitismyturn。Ihavebeenplayedwithlongenough。Youarehereunbidden-unexpected。Youcanconsiderthatdoorlocked。

  Nowtellmewhyyoucame。“

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