She would be justified in having you kicked out of the
house. We must not annoy Miss Guile. That is quite out of the
question."
"By jove!" exclaimed Dank, so loudly that his companions actually
jumped in their seats. They looked at him in amazement,--the Count
with something akin to apprehension in his eyes. Had the fellow lost
his mind over the girl? Before they could ask what he meant by
shouting at the top of his voice, he repeated the ejaculation, but
less explosively. His eyes were bulging and his mouth remained agape.
"What ails you, Dank?" demanded the Baron, removing his eyes from the
young man's face long enough to glance fearfully at the transom.
"I've--I've got it!" cried the soldier, and then sank back in his
chair, quite out of breath. The Baron got up and took a peep into the
hallway, and then carefully locked the door. "What are you locking
the door for?" demanded Dank, sitting up suddenly. "It's only a
theory that I've got--but it is wonderful. Absolutely staggering."
"Oh!" said Gourou, but he did not unlock the door.
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