I have
prepared this statement, under my own signature, and it is to be the
last word in the matter. It is in my pocket at this instant. You
shall have it when we reach the hotel--And that reminds me of another
thing. I'm sorry that I shall have to ask you to countermand the
reservation for rooms at the hotel you mention. I have already
reserved rooms at the Ritz,--by wireless. We shall stop there. Where
is Dank?"
"The Ritz is hardly the place for--"
But Robin clapped him on the back and favoured him with the good-
natured, boyish smile that mastered even the fiercest of his
counsellors, and the Minister of Police, being an astute man, heaved
a deep sigh of resignation.
"Dank is looking after the trunks, highness, and Hobbs is coming
along with the hand luggage," he said. "The Ritz, you say? Then I
shall have to instruct Lieutenant Dank to send the luggage there
instead of to the Bristol. Pardon, your highness." He was off like a
flash.
Count Quinnox was gnawing his moustache. "See here, Robin," he said,
laying his hand on the young man's shoulder, "you are in Paris now
and not on board a ship at sea.
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