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stories by modern english authors-第79章

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was there a more conspicuous illustration of that repose which

stamps the caste of Vere de Vere。



The duke looked at him and glowered。  Mr。 Dacre looked at him and

smiled。



〃Who are you?〃 asked the duke。



〃Ahthat is the question!〃  The newcomer's refined and musical

voice breathed the very soul of affability。  〃I am an individual

who is so unfortunate as to be in want of five hundred pounds。〃



〃Are you the scoundrel who sent me that infamous letter?〃



The charming stranger never turned a hair。



〃I am the scoundrel mentioned in that infamous letter who wants to

accost you at the Piccadilly end of the Burlington Arcade before

half…past fiveas witness my white hat and my gardenia。〃



〃Where's my wife?〃



The stranger gently swung his stick in front of him with his two

hands。  He regarded the duke as a merry…hearted son might regard

his father。  The thing was beautiful!



〃Her grace will be home almost as soon as you arewhen you have

given me the money which I perceive you have all ready for me in

that scarcely elegant…looking canvas bag。〃  He shrugged his

shoulders quite gracefully。  〃Unfortunately; in these matters one

has no choiceone is forced to ask for gold。〃



〃And suppose; instead of giving you what is in this canvas bag; I

take you by the throat and choke the life right out of you?〃



〃Or suppose;〃 amended Mr。 Dacre; 〃that you do better; and commend

this gentleman to the tender mercies of the first policeman we

encounter。〃



The stranger turned to Mr。 Dacre。  He condescended to become

conscious of his presence。



〃Is this gentleman your grace's friend?  AhMr。 Dacre; I perceive!

I have the honor of knowing Mr。 Dacre; though; possibly; I am

unknown to him。〃



〃You wereuntil this moment。〃



With an airy little laugh the stranger returned to the duke。  He

brushed an invisible speck of dust off the sleeve of his coat。



〃As has been intimated in that infamous letter; his grace is at

perfect liberty to give me into custodywhy not?  Only〃he said

it with his boyish smile〃if a particular communication is not

received from me in certain quarters within a certain time the

Duchess of Datchet's beautiful white arm will be hacked off at the

shoulder。〃



〃You hound!〃



The duke would have taken the stranger by the throat; and have done

his best to choke the life right out of him then and there; if Mr。

Dacre had not intervened。



〃Steady; old man!〃 Mr。 Dacre turned to the stranger。  〃You appear

to be a pretty sort of a scoundrel。〃



The stranger gave his shoulders that almost imperceptible shrug。



〃Oh; my dear Dacre; I am in want of money!  I believe that you

sometimes are in want of money; too。〃



Everybody knows that nobody knows where Ivor Dacre gets his money

from; so the allusion must have tickled him immensely。



〃You're a cool hand;〃 he said。



〃Some men are born that way。〃



〃So I should imagine。  Men like you must be born; not made。〃



〃Preciselyas you say!〃  The stranger turned; with his graceful

smile; to the duke: 〃But are we not wasting precious time?  I can

assure your grace that; in this particular matter; moments are of

value。〃



Mr。 Dacre interposed before the duke could answer。



〃If you take my strongly urged advice; Datchet; you will summon

this constable who is now coming down the Arcade; and hand this

gentleman over to his keeping。  I do not think that you need fear

that the duchess will lose her arm; or even her little finger。

Scoundrels of this one's kidney are most amenable to reason when

they have handcuffs on their wrists。〃



The duke plainly hesitated。  He wouldand he would not。  The

stranger; as he eyed him; seemed much amused。



〃My dear duke; by all means act on Mr。 Dacre's valuable suggestion。

As I said before; why not?  It would at least be interesting to see

if the duchess does or does not lose her armalmost as interesting

to you as to Mr。 Dacre。  Those blackmailing; kidnaping scoundrels

do use such empty menaces。  Besides; you would have the pleasure of

seeing me locked up。  My imprisonment for life would recompense you

even for the loss of her grace's arm。  And five hundred pounds is

such a sum to have to paymerely for a wife!  Why not; therefore;

act on Mr。 Dacre's suggestion?  Here comes the constable。〃  The

constable referred to was advancing toward themhe was not a dozen

yards away。  〃Let me beckon to himI will with pleasure。〃  He took

out his watcha gold chronograph repeater。  〃There are scarcely

ten minutes left during which it will be possible for me to send

the communication which I spoke of; so that it may arrive in time。

As it will then be too late; and the instruments are already

prepared for the little operation which her grace is eagerly

anticipating; it would; perhaps; be as well; after all; that you

should give me into charge。  You would have saved your five hundred

pounds; and you would; at any rate; have something in exchange for

her grace's mutilated limb。  Ah; here is the constable!  Officer!〃



The stranger spoke with such a pleasant little air of easy

geniality that it was impossible to tell if he were in jest or in

earnest。  This fact impressed the duke much more than if he had

gone in for a liberal indulgence of theunder the circumstances

orthodox melodramatic scowling。  And; indeed; in the face of his

own common sense; it impressed Mr。 Ivor Dacre too。



This well…bred; well…groomed youth was just the being to realize

aux bouts des onglesa modern type of the devil; the type which

depicts him as a perfect gentleman; who keeps smiling all the time。



The constable whom this audacious rogue had signaled approached the

little group。  He addressed the stranger:



〃Do you want me; sir?〃



〃No; I do not want you。  I think it is the Duke of Datchet。〃



The constable; who knew the duke very well by sight; saluted him as

he turned to receive instructions。



The duke looked white; even savage。  There was not a pleasant look

in his eyes and about his lips。  He appeared to be endeavoring to

put a great restraint upon himself。  There was a momentary silence。

Mr。 Dacre made a movement as if to interpose。  The duke caught him

by the arm。



He spoke: 〃No; constable; I do not want you。  This person is

mistaken。〃



The constable looked as if he could not quite make out how such a

mistake could have arisen; hesitated; then; with another salute; he

moved away。



The stranger was still holding his watch in his hand。



〃Only eight minutes;〃 he said。



The duke seemed to experience some difficulty in giving utterance

to what he had to say。



〃If I give you this five hundred pounds; youyou〃



As the duke paused; as if at a loss for language which was strong

enough to convey his meaning; the stranger laughed。



〃Let us take the adjectives for granted。  Besides; it is only boys

who call each other namesmen do things。  If you give me the five

hundred sove
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