The King's Jackal by Richard Harding Davis
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page 46 of 113 (40%)
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of thing. That is why I agreed to come here instead of going
to Algiers. Go out, Barrat, and send him away." Barrat pressed his lips together and shook his head. "You can't send him away like that," he said. "He is a very important young man." "Find out how much he will take, then," exclaimed the King, angrily, "and give it to him. I can better afford to pay blackmail to any amount than have my plans spoiled now by the newspapers. Give him what he wants--a fur coat--they always wear fur coats--or five thousand francs, or something--anything--but get rid of him." Barrat stirred uneasily in his chair and shrugged his shoulders. "He is not a boulevard journalist," he replied, sulkily. "Your Majesty is thinking of the Hungarian Jews at Vienna," explained Kalonay, "who live on chantage and the Monte Carlo propaganda fund. This man is not in their class; he is not to be bought. I said he was an American." "An American!" exclaimed Mrs. Carson and her daughter, exchanging rapid glances. "Is it Archie Gordon you mean?" the girl asked. "I thought he was in China." "That is the man--Archie Gordon. He writes books and explores places," Kalonay answered. |
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