England -- Fiction; Political fiction; Politicians -- Fiction; Spy stories
Then, as Lord Warnham dictated his message to the public, the
representative of the news agency took it down in a series of rapid
hieroglyphics. The words the Minister uttered were as follows:--
"In order to allay undue public alarm, I wish it to be known that,
according to advices I have received, the statement in the _Novoe
Vremya_ to-day, at first believed to be correct, is without foundation."
"Then war is not declared?" interrupted the reporter, excitedly.
"No. The alarming report reproduced by the English Press from the St
Petersburg journal is apparently totally incorrect."
"And I presume I may say that there is no rupture of diplomatic
negotiations with St Petersburg?"
Lord Warnham, smiling that sphinx-like smile which might be construed
into anything the interlocutor chose, turned to the Prime Minister for
his opinion upon the point.
"Of course," exclaimed the Marquis. "We have received no intimation of
any diplomatic difficulty. Further, you may reassure the public that
the Government will do everything in its power to avert any catastrophe;
but as no catastrophe has occurred, all this excitement is quite
uncalled for."
"May I use your own words, your Lordship?" inquired the reporter,
quickly. "I want to reproduce this in the form of an interview."
"You can act as you please about that," the Premier said, smiling as he
added, "I suppose we shall see it in every newspaper in England
to-morrow, headed, `The War Against England: Interview with the Prime
Minister'--eh?"
"Not to-morrow, your Lordship--to-night," laughed the reporter,
fidgeting in his eagerness to get away with the finest bit of "copy"
that ever his pencil wrote.
The Premier turned to speak with Lord Warnham, but my friend Johns was
not to be delayed, even by the discussion of the nation's peril. If the
Archangel had suddenly appeared he would have calmly "taken a note" of
how such an occurrence affected the onlookers.
"Is there anything more I can say, your Lordship?" he asked, impatiently
interrupting their conversation.
"No, I think not at present," Lord Warnham answered. "If you have any
further statement to make, I shall hold myself in readiness," he said,
the journalistic spirit of greed being aroused to have the whole of this
exclusive information to himself.
"We will send for you if we have anything further to communicate," Lord
Warnham answered, and wishing him good evening, intimated that at least
for the present the interview was at an end.
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