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"I brought you here not to discuss whether I am right or wrong.
Look about you."
Maurice was somewhat troubled to discover several troopers
lounging about just out of earshot. They were so arranged as to
prevent egress from the park. He looked thoughtfully at the wall.
It was eight feet in height.
Madame saw the look, and said, "Corporal!"
There was a noise on the other side of the wall, and presently a
head bobbed up.
"Madame?" inquired the head.
"Nothing. I wished to know if you were at your post." She turned
to Maurice, who was puzzled to know what all this was preamble
to. "Monsieur Carewe, I never forget details. I had an idea that
when I submitted my proposals to you, you might be tempted to
break your parole."
Maurice gnawed his lip. "Proceed, Madame."
"There are only two. If you do not promise here and now in no
way to interfere with my plans, these troopers will convey you
to Brunnstadt, where you will be kept in confinement until the
succession to the throne is decided one way or the other. The
other proposal is, if you promise --and I have faith in your
word--the situation will continue the same as at present.
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