"
"Only one of those wooden gendarmes!" ironically. "Only one of
those dogs who have been at my heels ever since I arrived. And
he, having heard, has gone back to his master. Well, since you
have started the ball rolling, it is no more than fair that you
should see the game to its end."
"What's it all about?" asked Maurice, his astonishment growing
and growing.
"Where are your rooms?"
"You have something important to tell me?"
"Perhaps you may think so. At the Continental? Come along."
They passed out of the pavilion, along the path to the square,
thence to the terrace of the Continental, which they mounted.
Not a word was said, but Maurice was visibly excited, and by
constant gnawing ruined his cigar. He conducted his friend to
the room on the second floor, the window of which opened on a
private balcony. Here he placed two chairs and a small table;
and with a bottle of tokayer between them they seated themselves.
"What's it all about?"
"O, only a crown and a few millions in money."
"Only a crown and a few millions in money," repeated Maurice
very slowly, for his mind could scarcely accept Fitzgerald and
these two greatest treasures on earth.
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