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She was about to leave when amazement struck her that she had not searched beneath, around and above the fire basket in the chimney.
brother, to say nothing of the perfectly innocent Gasparro, -were in the probosci of this hideous spider of Latin politics. She was clever enough to deduce what proved absolute fact : that Buzzi had a spy in her brother's own office, and that every step of the plot had been followed with Arguseyed watchfulness.
Prince Raoul's messenger had scarce arrived in Paris when he received Raoul's cipher telegram to return immediately — that the French envoy's office was in great danger — that a spy had tipped the whole pot into the fire. The treaty was hastily copied, and the messenger started toward the station, taking time merely to put the document in a common envelope marked "Mortgage." Of course I was not there, but they tell how Buzzi's paid assassin, who had dogged this fellow's every step, stabbed him in the back, just as our disconsolate American, Brent, strolling through street after street to confuse his misery and lose it, turned a neighboring corner.
Did he welcome a fisrht at that time?
Does a healthy American ever miss a chance to battle for battle's sake? When he had finished with Buzzi' s hired murderer that individual was in no condition to cry for a gendarme.
But Raoul's man — alas ! — was dying. Struck down unfairly, he was hiccoughing his life away in the last agony, and he had strength only to tell Brent his amazing story. In substantiation was the treaty, still unplucked from his pocket — and an imploring telegram from Brent's beloved, begging him to save her brother and the man she had wronged ! Only a woman would have so completely unmasked herself in this manner on the trans-European telegraph wires.
tell me of "honor among ! I do not believe in it. Tonio and Mitsora. "trusting" each other, went to Paris, and there Tonio. waiting until Mitsora slept, stole the jewelled necklace from beneath his pillow. How the fleeing Tonio took Brent's train for Italv; how the vengeful Mitsora, weighted with gun and stiletti. pursued him : how Tonio took refuge in Brent's compartment, and, knowing that his only possible escape with life was to show Mitsora conclusively that the envelope he carried did not contain the twice-purloined necklace, exchanged his envelope for Brent's as Brent slept. might be told through several chapters. When Brent awoke, lie had in his pocket Beatriz' jewelry instead of Count Gasparro's treaty — and something which he did not then know of : a slip of paper, in another pocket, purporting to be from a jeweler's clerk, alleging that he (the clerk) was pur