sentence when the interruption came. They were on the point of going out to dinner. "What's this?"
"The Prince says that he is leaving to-morrow—"
"Nonsense!" exploded Mr. Blithers, with no effort toward geniality. "He doesn't mean it. Why,—why, we haven't signed a single agreement—"
"Fortunately it isn't necessary for me to sign anything, Mr. Blithers," broke in Robin hastily. "The papers are to be signed by the Minister of Finance, and afterwards my signature is attached in approval. Isn't that true, Count Quinnox?"
"I daresay Mr. Blithers understands the situation perfectly," said the Count.
Mr. Blithers looked blank. He did understand the situation, that was the worst of it. He knew that although the cabinet had sanctioned the loan by cable, completing the transaction so far as it could be completed at this time, it was still necessary for the Minister of Finance to sign the agreement under the royal seal of Graustark.
"Of course I understand it," he said bluntly. "Still I had it in mind to ask the Prince to put his signature to a sort of preliminary document which would at least assure me that he would sign the final agreement when the time comes. That's only fair, isn't it?"
"Quite fair, Mr. Blithers. The Prince will sign such an article to-morrow or the next day at your office in the city. Pray have no uneasiness, sir. It shall be as you wish. By the way, I understood that your solicitor—your lawyer, I should say,—was to be here this evening. It had occurred to me that he might draw up the statement,—if Mrs. Blithers will forgive us in our haste—"
"He couldn't get here," said Mr. Blithers, and no more. He was thinking too intently of something more important. "What's turned up?"
"Turned up, Mr. Blithers?"
"Yes—in Groostock. What's taking you off in such a hurry?"
"The Prince has been away for nearly six months," said the Count, as if that explained everything.
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