"'Pardon,' he said, studying me and feeling in the pocket of his
overcoat, 'but I am not clear yet just what your intentions are.'
"'I don't know myself,' I answered, foolishly. 'I must see her first.
You understand, she wants to see me, as a friend.' He smiled and became
grave again at once.
"'I,' he remarked, stiffly, 'have not seen her since my marriage. I
allow her an income, of course. I regard that as a simple duty to those
who have been under my protection. I may tell you, Monsieur, that she is
quite free to dispose of herself.... But things are very unsettled here,
as you may know. I have large interests which involve me in political
affairs. This present affair is of that nature. And I may observe that
you were good enough to say you recognized the man who escaped in that
boat. I am at a loss to understand how this can be, but let that pass.
Who was he?'
"'I was talking to him only to-day,' I returned. 'He calls himself
Stepan Nikitos, and he told me he wrote articles on internationalism in
a paper called the _Phos_. He is the sort of man who would write
fluently no doubt on internationalism, for he seems to be an Egyptian
Greek with a strain of Armenian in him. Personally, I believed him to be
simply a runner for a ship-chandler of whom perhaps you have
heard--Captain Macedoine.'
"M. Kinaitsky sat with one arm on the little table between us and
regarded me from under sharp black brows with motionless interest. As I
mentioned the name of Captain Macedoine he stroked his moustache, and
then drew his other hand from his pocket and placed on the table a heavy
American revolver.
"'Pardon,' he said, 'but I am unable to see how you come to know this
Nikitos.... Oh, he is a ship-chandler, you say. Well, he may be that
also. But you are not conversant with affairs here or you would
appreciate the danger of being friendly with internationalists. That by
the way. Your friend,' he went on with gentle irony, 'came here to-night
with three men such as can be hired for a few _drachma_ in any of the
alleys of the _Cité Saul_, to obtain some important documents from my
safe. Unfortunately for them the safe is of the latest London pattern
with a time-lock, which I bought when in England last year. They only
succeeded in alarming my servants and we secured the three men. The
leader, this Nikitos, who is well-known as one of those who sell
information to the Hellenic Government, a spy and a harbour pimp,
escaped. A most unfortunate accident.'
"'But what harm can such a disreputable being do to a man like you?' I
enquired in astonishment. M. Kinaitsky spun the chambers of the
revolver with his finger.
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