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gger in my chest. But here in England, no!" The Prince smiled--to all appearance a very genial smile. "You are right, my dear friend," he said, "yet what you say possesses, shall we call it, a somewhat antediluvian flavour. Intrigue is no longer a clumsy game of knife and string and bowl. It becomes to-day a game of finesse. I can assure you that I have no desire to give a stage whistle and have you throttled at my feet. On the contrary, I beg you to use my carriage, which you will find in the street. You will lunch at the Milan with Lucille, and I shall retire discomfited to eat alone at my club. But the game is a long one, my dear friend. The new methods take time." "This conversation," Mr. Sabin said to Lucille, "is interesting, but it is a little ungallant. I think that we will resume it at some future occasion. Shall we accept the Prince's offer, or shall we be truly democratic and take a hansom." Lucille passed her arm through his and laughed. "You are robbing the Prince of me," she declared. "Let us leave him his carriage." She nodded her farewells to Saxe Leinitzer, who took leave of them with a low bow. As they waited at the corner for a hansom Mr. Sabin glanced back. The Prince had disappeared through the swing doors. "I want you to promise me one thing," Lucille said earnestly. "It is promised," Mr. Sabin answered. "You will not ask me the reason of my visit to this place?" "I have no curiosity," Mr. Sabin answered. "Come!" CHAPTER XXVIII Mr. Sabin, contrary to his usual custom, engaged a private room at the Milan. Lucille was in the highest spirits. "If only this were a game instead of reality!" she said, flashing a brilliant smile at him across the table, "I should find it most fascinating. You seem to come to me always when I want you most. And do you know, it is perfectly charming to be carried off by you in this manner." Mr. Sabin smiled at her, and there was a look in his eyes which shone there for no other woman. "It is in effect," he said, "keeping me young. Events seem to have enclosed us in a curious little cobweb. All the time we are struggling between the rankest primitivism and the most delicate intrigue. To-day is the triumph of primitivism." "Meaning that you, the medieval knight, have carried me off, the distressed maiden, on your shoulder." "Having confounded my enemy," he continued, smiling, "by an embarrassing situation, a little argument, and the
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