"Wait for a couple of days. Prince, and I'll send you down to New
York by special train," said Mr. Blithers.
"Thank you. It is splendid of you. I daresay everything will depend
on Dank's success in--"
"Crawford," said Mr. Blithers to the butler, "ask Mr. Davis to look
up the sailings for next week and let me know at once, will you?"
Turning to the Prince, he went on: "We can wire down to-night and
engage passage for next week. Davis is my secretary. I'll have him
attend to everything. And now let's forget our troubles."
A great deal was said by her parents about Maud's unfortunate
detention in the city. Both of them were decidedly upset by the
sudden change in the Prince's plans. Once under pretext of whispering
to Crawford about the wine, Mr. Blithers succeeded in transmitting a
question to his wife. She shook her head in reply, and he sighed
audibly. He had asked if she thought he'd better take the midnight
train.
Mr. Davis found that there were a dozen ships sailing the next week,
but nothing came of it, for the Prince resolutely declared he would
be obliged to take the first available steamer.
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