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Photoplay Magazine
"Going to be good, hey ? " demanded Brent. " Basta !" snarled Buzzi in defiant reply.
Blood-royal is not privilege : it is obligation.
DRENT, on the night express to Paris, stared moodily from his compartment onto the flying Swiss fields. All day he had been saying "Of course I'll forget!" Now, he knew he couldn't.
Prince Raoul de Rohan had made his sister swear to purloin the Russ-Italian treaty from Maximilio Gasparro's official vault so that he could send the original document to Paris for absolute verification and copying. Then it could be brought back quickly, and, by a person in the Prince's confidence, could be restored no doubt to the files with no one the wiser — save enlightened, indignant, silent France !
Beatriz had not the slightest notion of any way to gain access to Maximilio's documents. Two Camorristi — thieves from the blackest quarter of squalid Naples —
solved the problem for her. These hired murderers, so ignorant that they knew only their first names, Tonio and Mitsora, had learned of the priceless necklace presented to the prima-donna. And. by the thieves' underground, they knew of Beatriz' simple life, her unguarded rooms, and the ill watch that she kept over her treasures, including herself. So. quite simply, they clambered up Beatriz' vined piazza, into her latticed window — and the queen's necklace went out with them.
When she discovered the loss, next morning, what was more natural than that she should take her rings and a great breastplate of diamonds to Maximilio. and the Foreign Office, for safe-keeping? The problem of access had been solved by the thugs.
"I do not wish. <->?;•('. to give these to anyone but you." said Beatriz quite simply