A Diplomatic AdventureMitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)
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A Diplomatic Adventure
Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir)
France -- Fiction; Historical fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
"But that is much. Then I am free to-morrow?"
"Yes," and he left us.
"What a fine specimen!" said the captain; "scamp rather than
scoundrel. Well, I suppose I shall hear from the count and Porthos and
the little man with the pink kid gloves--Aramis. I hate the little
animal, but Porthos--I want you to see Porthos. He has gigantic
manners. He is so conscious of his bigness, and makes chests at you
like a pouter pigeon. He has a bass voice like a war-drum. Things
shake. Oh, I like Porthos. Pardon my nonsense, Greville, but the whole
thing is so big, so grotesquely huge. Tell me about Athos, the count.
Your cigars were not bought in France; may I have another? Thanks. You
were to see him to-day."
"Yes; I called on him, and I assure you," I replied, "that nothing you
have told me is more wonderful than my sequel. I did think you had the
original _trois mousquetaires_ rather too much on your mind, but
really, the resemblance is certainly fascinating."
"But what about the count? You have seen him, I suppose."
"Yes, I saw Count le Moyne. He lives in a charming little hotel near
the Parc Monceaux. He had my card in his hand when I entered. He
welcomed me quite warmly, and said, 'It is odd, as you are of your
legation, that we have never met; but then I am only of late
transferred from Vienna. Pray sit down.'
"I was sure that for a fraction of a moment he did not identify me,
but as I spoke, my voice, as so often happens, revealed more than the
darkness had made visible. I observed at once that, although still
extremely courteous, he became more cool and looked puzzled.
"I said: 'Monsieur, last night, in the darkness, I gave you by mistake
the card of my friend Captain Merton in place of my own. I have called
in person solely to apologize for my blunder.' As I spoke I stood up,
adding, 'As this is my only purpose, I shall leave you to rearrange
matters as may seem best to you.'
VII
"As I turned to go he said: 'May I ask you to sit down? Now that I
know you to be of your legation, and I being, as you are aware, in the
Foreign Office, an affair between us would be for both services
unadvisable. Having left myself in the hands of my friends, I am now
doing, as you will understand, an unusual thing; but whatever may be
the result, I feel that, as a gentleman, you will hold me excused.
There _was_ a woman in your carriage. Of course our police found the
cabman and got it out of him. I have no direct personal interest in
her--none; nor can I explain myself further. I regret that in the
annoyance of my failure to effect my purpose I was guilty of a grave
discourtesy. If you had told me that you would send your seconds to
me to-day, I should have felt that you were fully justified. I can
very well afford to say that I owe you an apology; and, fortunately,
my friends will have learned that I sent them to the wrong man and
will return for instructions. If, however, you feel--'
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