’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least. Enschede halted. “How dare you!” she panted, with her world screaming and grimacing insult at her. She reminded him sometimes of the one holy and ineffable Madonna, at others of Berode, the great courtezan of her day, who had sent kings away from her doors, and had just announced her intention of ending her life in a convent. The blow had brought him back to the realm of sober thought. “I repeat, gentlemen,” he said, in an ominously low tone, “what of it?” Drummond shrugged his shoulders. But when they were on their way out he whispered in Anna’s ear. ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. I know why. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. “The Chens must already be here. ’ She smiled on the last words, adding, ‘Oh, I don’t blame you for trying. The mode of destruction makes no difference. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk.
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