"Yes, it is true. But after
all," he added cheerfully, "I believe that our disagreements are
mainly upon the surface. The Countess is a woman of wide culture
and understanding. Her mind, too, is plastic. She has few
prejudices."
Mr. Sabin glanced at the clock for the third time, and rose to his
feet. He was quite sure now that the note was from her. He leaned
on his stick and took his leave quietly. All the time he was
studying his host, wondering at his air of only partially suppressed
excitement.
"I must thank you very much, Mr. Brott," he said, "for your
entertainment. I trust that you will give me an opportunity shortly
of reciprocating your hospitality."
The two men parted finally in the hall. Mr. Sabin stepped into his
hired carriage.
"Dorset House!" he directed.
CHAPTER XVII
"This little difference of opinion," the Prince remarked, looking
thoughtfully through the emerald green of his liqueur, "interests
me. Our friend Dolinski here thinks that he will not come because
he will be afraid. De Brouillac, on the contrary, says that he
will not come because he is too sagacious. Felix here, who knows
him best, says that he will not come because he prefers ever to
play the game from outside the circle, a looker-on to all
appearance, yet sometimes wielding an unseen force.
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