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To his utter amazement, at the conclusion of the game, the four
players made a dash for the house without even so much as a glance in
his direction. It was the Prince who shouted something that sounded
like "now for a shower!" as he raced up the terrace, followed by the
other participants.
Mr. Blithers said something violent under his breath, but resolutely
retained his seat. It was King who glanced slyly at his watch this
time, and subsequently shot a questioning look at his wife. She was
frowning in considerable perplexity, and biting her firm red lips.
Count Quinnox coolly arose and excused himself with the remark that
he was off to dress for dinner. He also looked at his watch, which
certainly was an act that one would hardly have expected of a
diplomat.
"Well, well," said Mr. Blithers profoundly. Then he looked at his own
watch--and settled back in his chair, a somewhat dogged compression
about his jaws. He was not the man to be thwarted. "You certainly
have a cosy little place here. King," he remarked after a moment or
two.


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