"Not this way," she muttered. "From a horse's back if I can with
the air rushing by, and the hot joy of it in one's heart ... Only
I hope it won't hurt the poor old gee ... Come in, Annette. What
a time you've been, child."
******
The Emperor sent for Mr. Sabin. He declined to recognise his
incognito.
"Monsieur le Duc," he said, "if proof of your story were needed
it is here. The Prince of Saxe Leinitzer has ignored my summons.
He has fled to South America."
Mr. Sabin bowed.
"A most interesting country," he murmured, "for the Prince."
"You yourself are free to go when and where you will. You need no
longer have any fears. The Order does not exist. I have crushed it."
Mr. Sabin bowed.
"Your Majesty," he said, "has shown exemplary wisdom."
"From its inception," the Emperor said, "I believe that the idea was
a mistaken one. I must confess that its originality pleased me; my
calmer reflections, however, show me that I was wrong. It is not
for the nobles of the earth to copy the methods of socialists and
anarchists. These men are a pest upon humanity, but they may have
their good uses. They may help us to govern alertly, vigorously,
always with our eyes and ears strained to catch the signs of the
changing times. Monsieur le Duc, should you decide to take up your
residence in this country I shall at all times be glad to receive
you.
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