and Mrs. William W.
Blithers were sailing for Europe on the ensuing day, bound for
Graustark!
However, the chief and present concern of the three loyal gentlemen
in midnight conclave was not centred in the trouble that Mr. Blithers
had started, but in the more desperate situation created by Miss
Guile. She was the peril that now confronted them, and she was indeed
a peril. Quinnox and Dank explained the situation to the Minister of
Police, and the Minister of Police admitted that the deuce was to
pay.
"There is but one way out of it," said he, speaking officially, "and
that is the simplest one I know of."
"Assassination, I suppose," said Dank scornfully.
"It rests with me, gentlemen," said the Baron, ignoring the
lieutenant's remark, "to find Miss Guile and take her into my
confidence in respect--"
"No use," said Dank, and, to his surprise, the Count repeated the
words after him.
"Miss Guile is a lady. Baron," said the latter gloomily. "You cannot
go to her with a command to clear out, keep her hands off, or any
such thing.
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