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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Prince of Graustark"

to change mind and
withdraw if possible."
Robin looked up. "I think this may account for the two man-hunters,"
said he. His companions stared. "You will hear all about them from
Gourou. We were followed this afternoon."
"Followed?" gasped Quinnox.
"Beautifully," said the Prince, with his brightest smile.
"Detectives, you know. It was ripping."
"My God!" groaned the Count.
"I fancy you'll now agree with me that she is Miss Blithers," said
Dank forlornly.
"Cheer up, Boske," cried Robin, slapping him on the shoulder. "You'll
meet another fate before you're a month older. The world is
absolutely crowded with girls."
"You can't crowd the world with one girl," said Dank, and it was
quite evident from his expression that he believed the world
contained no more than one.
"I had the feeling that evil would be the result of this foolish trip
to-day," groaned Quinnox. "I should not have permitted you to--"
"The result is still in doubt," said Robin enigmatically. "And now,
what comes next?"
"Read this one. It is from Mr.


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