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1927.
by
E
Phillips
Oppenhelm
INSTALMENT
XLIV.
"fntnws."
she
said
firmly,
"yoit
ouaht
to
be
ashamed
of
yourself.
Whether
he
can
afford
to
marry
you
Just
now
or
not
there
are
millions
of
girls
in
your
position
who
wonW
give
anything
In
the
world
to
have
a
man
like
Paul
care
for
them
and
tell
them
so.
That,
In
Itself,
would
seem
sufficient
hap
piness.
manded
a
second
portion
of
soup,
wmch
nad
necessitated
the
re
maindw
being
watered.
The
remains
of
the
veal
offered
to
the
two
late
arrivals
were
skimpy,
and
the
oranges
for
the
compot
of
fruit
were
certainly
sour.
Paul
waited
upon
the
two
girls
anxious
ly
and
with
a
happy
afterthought
brought
them
a
bottle
of
white
wine.
"My
father
desires
to
offer
you
the
compliment
of
this
bottle
of
Hungarian
wine,"
he
announced.
"It
is
perhaps
hot
so
good
as
the
best
French
vintages
but
it
is
the
nearest
which
Is
grown
to
our
own
enmUy,
and
is
a
great
-deal
drunk
there."
i
"Wdhl
you
take"
one
'glass
with
us,
pleasa'.-Mls--Brovyn
invited,
after
suitable
acknowledgement
had
beeri
made
and
glasses
raised
to
the
general
who
was
seated
In
a
distant
Corner
with
a
crony.
Paul
hesitated.
"May
ir
he
asked.
"I
do
not
think
that
any
one
else
will
come
in
Wfttght.
To
tell
you
the
truth."
he
added
simply,
"we
hope
not,
because
there
is
nothing
more
to
eat
"
"That,!
our
fault,''
Frances
declared.
"We
were;
hongfy
and
we
have
efclen
'everrthingj
We
have
too
good
appetite
really
to
be
attractive
customers
at
any
res-turaak
You'll
have
to
charge
us
mow
money,
Mr.
Paul,
dr
else
give
us
less."
"I
fear
that
you
came
off
rather
badly
tonight,"
he
regretted.
"Don't
be
absurd!"
Miss
Brown
scoffed.
"I
was
almost
afraid
that
I
should
have
to
leave
some
of
that
delicious
veal."
Frances
and
Paul
smoked
cigarette.
Miss
Brown
sipped
her
coffee
with
an
air
of
content.
"I
like
your
little
restaurant,
Mr.
Paul,"
she
confided,
during
a
pause
in
the
conversation
between
the
other
two.
"There
is
something
so
homelike
about
it.
But
your
peoole
your
clients
are
very
silent.
There
is
scarcely
any
laughter
and
not
much
conversation.
They
come
and
go
like
ghosts."
"They
belong,
all
of
them."
Paul
reminded
her,
"to
the
suffering
classes,
to
the
people
who
are
still
daaed
trith
their
misfortunes.
Yet
sometimes
It
is
different.
I
have
a
cousin,
Alexis,
who
every
now
and
then
hag
mcrey.
He
sells
motor
oars
for
an
American
who
treats
him
very
well.
When
he
has
made
a
sale
he
sometimes
brings
every
one
connected
with
it
in
to
dinner.
He
always
lets
me
know
beforehand,
for
they
like
to
drink
a
great
deal
of
wine,
and
they
like
special
dishes
prepared.
Those
nights
we
make
quite
a
profit,"
he
sighed,
"but
they
do
not
come
often."
"We
will
have
a
great
celebration
ourselves,"
Miss
Brown
prom
ised,
"as
soon
as
nil
these
troabltt
are
over.
"That
will
be
Yery
pleasant."
other
Communist
member
of
Par
I
liament
as
guests,
was
seated
In
his
nrlvntA
eHHnor
rnnm
rtf
ihin
ltn
rnuwrs
was
uwuiiiujr
icc.iuu.t.
spiendiae,
engaged
in
the
con-She
threw
her
arms
round
her
sumption
of
a
very
noteworthy
friend's
neck,
half
crying,
halt
banquet
and
the
formation
of
a
laughing.
.variety
of
sinister
plans.
Toward
me
end
tne
repast
the
head
"Mv
dear
of
rnnrse
vnn're
right?"
sh7exclalme7"I'm
ZSe
Hen
sring
th6m
fteh,
egotistical
litUe
pig,
whining
erltmr.w,"iout
announcement
away
like
this.
Run
in
and
havil
J1-
J?!
,yo?nge,r'
?"
"y
he
subordmate
in
the
your
bath,
dear.
I've
had
mine,
i
I'm
going
to
put
on
my
prettiest
j
LnJf.,.
ha
hte
remtj?ed
,n
th,c
dress
and
we'll
"
go
and
dine
with
I
F
companion,
al-p-yi
i
though
without
any
form
of
preet-
Mng,
a.dvarfoed
toward
the
diners'
Things
had
gone
a
little
wrong
.wno
recogniied
him
with
amaze-
with
the
dinner
at
the
Cafe
Russe
during
Paul's
absence.
Some
hungry
compatriots
had
dined
and
de
nour
ana
in
a
strange
lasnion.
This
is
a
private
dinner
party."
"I
should
have
been
here
weeks
before
on
the
same
errand
If
I
had
had
my
own
way,1'
Marabels
replied.
"As
it
Is,
however,
kindly
listen
to
me."
"Our
business
hours."
Malakoff
declared
harshly,
"are
between
11
and
4.
If
you
have
anythtng
to
say
to
us,
come
and
say
It
at
Kings-way
tomorrow.
You
may
be
able
to
bully
your
week-kneed
government
but
we're
not
afraid
of
you."
"I
come
armed
with
powers,"
Marabels
said
quietly,
"which
make
such
remarks
ridiculous.
I
am
the
mouthpiece
of
the
British
government.
Kindly
listen
to
me
attentively."
Malakoff
had
relapsed
into
his
place,
impressed
against
his
will.
Bretskopf
glared
across
the
table.
"It
has
come
to
the
knowledge
of
the
Home
Office,"
Marabels
be
an.
"that
a
steamship
from
a
Baltic
port
is
lying
off
the
coast
of
Ireland
With
a
large
cargo
of
arms
and
ammunition
of
which
Lopez
and
Samuel
are
the
nominal
con-Jignees.
Evidence
is
forthcoming
that
these
arms
are
a
gift
from
the
nation
wnien
vpu
represent,
Mr.
Malakoff.
to
be
landed
and
distributed
here
among
the
disaffection
of
our
pooulation.
This
circumstance.
In
the
unsettled
condition
prevailing
lust
at
present,
is
not
regarded
with
favor
by
His
Malesty's
Government."
"We
are
hot
here
to
please
His
Majesty's
Government,"
Malakoff
blustered.
"Furthermore,"
Marabels
continued,
"It
has
been
pointed
out
to
the
authorities
that
you,
Malakoff.
were
present
in
the
house
of
Lady
Hannerton
at
Camberley
one
night
a
short
time
ago
when
an
English
ex-sergeant
shot
himself
rather
than
be
arrested
for
the
dissemination
of
seditious
literature
emanating
from
sources
over
which
vou
have
control.
You
were
the
guests
mat
evening
oi
Lady
Hannerton.
who
has
been
asked
to
leave
the
country
on
account
of
her
unde
sirable
activities
In
an
English
military
centre.
"The
Home
Secretary,
therefore
has
decided,
under
a
special
ordinance,
to
dispense
with
th
usual
nrocedure
in
such
teases
tmA
has
Issued
deportation
orders
for
you,
serge
Maiatoir,
Ivan
Bretskopf
and
Paul
Krasset.
and
Mr
Diebv
Homes
here,
who
renresents
the
Home
Office,
will
see
you
off
at
Liverpool
Street
Station
at
10
ociock
tonight
"You
may
Inspect
the
orders
if
you
wish.
You
will
embark
from
aull
and
travel
as
far
as
Flushlnar
in
a
gunboat
which
His
Majesty's
3tMi
Ull?s
AiJtt
bK
Vf,r
Taii
"V
.
Oral
tiluia
rkM
disposal.
After
that
your
move,
merits
will
not
concern
us,
cut
it
J?
as
well
for
me
to
add
that
in
the
present
state
of
political
un
rest
your
return
to
this
country
is
not
desired
and
will
be
rendered
lmposlb'.e."
.-Malakoff
rose
to
his
feet,
a
thin,
swaying
figure
of
defiance.
"Thu
is
my
answer
to
vou
JJhd
the
second
shock
of
the
dav.
and
Drerjaratlons
"
inent.
"My
name
is
Marabels,"
he
announced
coldly.
"Mv
cOmoanion
is
Mr.
Digby
Holmes
of
the
Home
Office.
I
have
business
with
three
of
you
gentlemen
Serge
Malakoff,
Ivan
Bretskopf
and
Paul
Krasset."
"Business?"
Malakoff
repeated
angrily.
"You
come
at
a
strange
ttSRV
heUdlV&ied.
I
am
here
not
on
a
mission
to
them
T5uT"oh"Trmlsston
to
the
neoule.'l
"Wc
have
had
enoush
of
this
foolishness.'
'he
sail
"This
is
a
private
party,
and
vou
Intrude."
Marabels
motioned
to
his
companion
who
moved
toward
the
door.
Then
Malakoffs
heart
sank.
One
two
three
and
a
further
phalanx
behind.
There
they
stood,
representatives
of
the
irrefutable
law.
something
grim
and
inevitable
in
their
size,
their
precise
uniform
their
immobility.
"I
trust."
Mr.
Digby
Holmes
said
ruavely,
"that
I
shall
mot
have
to
make
use
of
the
escort
with
which
I
have
been
provided.
It
is
mv
duty
to
see
vou
upon
the
10
o'clock!
train.
Mr.
Malakoff.
with
your
two
inenas,
ana
it
is
tne
duty
of
the
escort
oi
ponce,
oy
which
I
am
accompanied,
to
take
any
steps
which
may
be
necessary
to
aid
me
in
tne
execution
or
my
duty."
Malakoff
flung
on
to
the
table
the
remainder
of
the
glass
of
wine
which
he
had
been
drinking.
"It
Is
an
outrage!"
he
shouted.
"You
will
answer
for
this."
"The
people
will
hang
you
all
upon
the
lamp-posts
before
the
month
Is
out,"
Bretskopf
snarled.
Marabels
shrugged
his
shoulders
ever
so
slightly.
'Try
to
persuade
your
friends.
Mr.
Pennington,"
he
begged,
as
he
turned
awav.
"for
the
sake
of
their
own
dignity,
to
accept
the
situation.
You
know,
for
yourself.
that
the
law
in
this
country,
slow
though
It
may
be
to
move,
can
never
for
a
moment
be
flouted.
Every
opportunity
will
be
given
to
vou
to
express
any
grievance
you
may
ieei
on
tneir
Behalf
in
the
House
of
Commons
tomorrow.
I
hall
make
it
my
personal
duty
to
attend
and
reply
to
you."
Pennington
turned
reluctantly
toward
the
delegates.
"YouH
have
to
go."
he
decided.
Marabels
deDarted.
closlnsr
the
door
noiselessly
behind
him.
Maia
toir,
Bretskopf
and
Krasset,
each
itandine.
watched
his
disappear
ance,
silent,
with
murderous
faces.
Frankland.
too.
had
risen
and
was
walking
restlessly
up
and
down
the
room.
Pennington
with
his1
hands
thrust
deep
In
his
trousers
pockets,
his
chin
lowered,
sat
star-
ng
on
to
the
disordered
tablecloth.
Mr.
Digby
Holmes,
his
eyes
fixed
upon
the
clock,
waited
patlenMy
"n
the
background
his
escort
stood
at
attention.
In
three
weeks
there
were
17
commissions
sitting,
four
of
whom
had
already
had
their
decision
ac
cepted
and
their
recommendations
being
carried
into
effect.
Every
day
Miss
Brown
on
her
arrival
In
Whitehall
found
her
pile
of
work
diminishing.
There
came
a
time
when
Dos-slter,
who
had
been
travelling
up
ind
down
the
country
upon
a
peclal
mission,
came
In
from
an
ntervlew
with
Marabels,
threw
himself
into
an
easy
chair
and
sat
there
for
some
time
In
deep
thought.
Miss
Brown
knew
better
than
to
disturb
him,
but
her
heart
sank
a
tittle
at
the
idea
of
what
might
be
coming.
"Miss
Brown,
he
said
at
last
XYO
Is
on
its
last
legs."
"I
was
afraid
it
might
be
so,'
she
replied
sadly.
"Don't
forget."
Dessiter
enjoin
ed,
"that
ours
has
been
a
wonder
ful
page
in
departmental
history.
We
pass
away
in
triumph
and
not
to
oblivipn.
No
one
will
ever
knbw
the
details
of
our
work,
but
we
helped,
Miss
Brown
we
helped
a
great
deal.'
"Mr.
Marabels
himself
has
ack
nowledged
that."
she
reminded
rum.
"That
last
visit
of
yours
to
Mokow
and
Archangel,
the
meet-
Ooremment
has
placed
at
your
ing
with
"
!
GNE
'EM
11
II
.
iuir.iNNi3
won
EVERy
Il4ri.
Ifc
.
.
.
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lr-"
I
1
tflE
DAILY
NWS
decline
to
leate
the
countrv.
I'lon.
Mt
staff
consist!
Of
vou."
IffMfilr
fnr
musftlf
1nrt
tnv
frirnrl
''PttfA
ttimmnriH
MonnHsl"
Mlax
we
are
here
and
we
stay
here.
Browh
eaiiofrd.
j
Tomorrow
I
shall
make
public
"It
will
bring:
you
In
about
250,
tnre
visit
or
yours,
and
you
shnU
a
year,"
he
continued,
"wot
an
im-.
ree
men
wnai
win
napnen.
,
nense
sum
out
enougn
to
maice
.
"The
law
docs
not
permit
Mich
.vOii
Iftdepoident."
atv
otitrane."
Frankland
declared.'
"It
Is
v?rv
wonderful."
she
mur-
"I
shall
bring
the
matter
up
In
murpd
a
IHtle
wistfully,
"but
I'd;
irm
tfoiise'
tomorrow."
A11
to
be
forgotten,"
he
Interrupted,
"Let
those
things
pass
out
bf
your
mind
as
they
arc
doing
ttntA
win
Our
work,
however.
has
been
appreciated.
Marabels'
would
see
to
that,
of
course.
They
have
lust
of
feted
me
a
baronetcy.
which
1
have
refused,
and
a
money;
grant
which
I
do
not
need.
Uisni
Brown,
thouirh."
he
went
On.
"that1
lhc
-arft
aftotUiiif
ThU
''stim
of
15000
for
distribution
among
my
personal
staff
in
IVnloT
any
pen-;
i
rather
go
on
working."
"Von
will-have--every
ooDortun-i
Deistter
sml'ed.
lion
as
you
do
not
abuse
your:
"when
one
reaches
the
natural
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A
GREAT
SURPRISE
Inevitable.
You
have
half
an
hour
That
night
Malakotf
received
In
which
to
make
any
necessary
probably
the
greatest
of
his
life.'
Malakoff
sat
down
and
poured
He,
with
Bretskopf,
Krasset,
Noel
himself
a
glass
of
wine.
He
turned
Frankland
Bennington
ana
an-
nis
snouiaer
upon
Marabels.
too,
that
In
these
days
of
vastly;
11
you
are
g
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rvrt
1
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sky
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me
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posts,"
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rest."
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through
during
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last
seven
months
alone."
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thoughts
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traveling
backward.
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thrilling
moments
of
which
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hac?
never
spoken.
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there
were
plenty
of
memories.
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Miss
Brown
was
right.
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he
needed
a
rest.
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tomorrow
morning
as
usual,"
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enlolned
presently.
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may
have
made
up
my
mind
by
then."
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