but it made no arrests, asserted violently it knew nothing of the
plot, took no steps to obtain information, and withdrew its
representative from Montenegro.

To one who, like myself, knew from personal experience that you
cannot even draw a cow or buy a carpet in Serbia without the
knowledge of the Serbian police, the conduct of the Serbian
Government was entirely unconvincing, and the obvious reply to
Serbia's "We know nothing," was "But it is your business to know and
to take such steps as to make it impossible in the future for a gang
of students in a pot-house in the capital to plot the murder of a
neighbour sovereign, and to obtain Government bombs for the purpose.
Who superintends the foreign students in your capital?"

Pashitch, when interviewed on the subject, replied only that
Montenegro had made demands for extradition "completely incompatible
with our constitution and laws, and so they could not be fulfilled."
He was Prime Minister during part of this troublous time, but did
nothing to make peace between the two rival Serb nations.

Montenegro claimed that even before the discovery of the plot
Belgrade knew that something was happening, as Serb papers had been
carrying on an anti-Petrovitch propaganda openly, and had reported
that the Montenegrin students of Belgrade University had read a
proclamation calling on Montenegrins to revolt.

Of the accused, several turned informers against others, and asked
for pardon. Others begged for light sentences, but did not deny
guilt. The ex-Minister Gjurovitch denied all complicity, and so did
poor Marusitch, but his wild and loudly expressed plans for turning
Montenegro upside down and inside out went hopelessly against him.
Both men got heavy sentences.

Lobatcheff, the Russian Vice-Consul, was furious at the arrest of
Marusitch, the ex-Russian military surgeon, declared him a harmless
chatterbox, and said Prince Nikola had lost his head. So had all
Montenegro. Neither party knew which would come out "top-dog"; each
suspected the other, and spies and treachery were rampant. Prince
Nikola leapt at any evidence that would help him crush his enemies,
and Nastitch, the spy, took advantage of his terror to help widen
the gap that already yawned between Serbia and Montenegro. The
Prince was terrified. Not only was his life threatened, but even if
that were spared he dreaded losing the one thing for which he had
lived and striven--the throne of Great Serbia. That Austr