CHAPTER XXXIII
The greeting between the two men was cold, and the Prince almost
immediately stepped between them. Nevertheless, Brott seemed
to have a fancy to talk with Mr. Sabin.
"I was at Camperdown House yesterday," he remarked. "Her Ladyship
was regretting that she saw you so seldom."
"I have been a little remiss," Mr. Sabin answered. "I hope to lunch
there to-morrow."
"You have seen the evening paper, Brott?" the Prince asked.
"I saw the early editions," Brott answered. "Is there anything
fresh?"
The Prince dropped his voice a little. He drew Brott on one side.
"The Westminster declared that you had left for Windsor by an early
train this afternoon, and gives a list of your Cabinet. The Pall
Mall, on the other hand, declares that Letheringham will assuredly
be sent for to-morrow."
Brott shrugged his shoulders.
"There are bound to be a crop of such reports at a time like this,"
he remarked.
The Prince dropped his voice almost to a whisper.
"Brott," he said, "there is something which I have had it in my
mind to say to you for the last few days. I am not perhaps a great
politician, but, like many outsiders, I see perhaps a good deal of
the game. I know fairly well what the feeling is in Vienna and
Berlin. I can give you a word of advice."
"You are very kind, Prince," Brott remarked, looking uneasily over
his shoulder.
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