New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-11-01
VII.

same Office as we have seen before. the room with
the barred windows and the Persian carpet. IL
sits the gray headed man with the heavy brows,
in his frock coat with red button, ana ms LOOSELY
tied necktic He has not altered in the least: t.,
The other man is the same too re mas a beard
but slightly He still wears short Drown Deaeu
and mustache, and his hair still has the same
tendency to curl. This time, however, ms face
is not buried in his hands lie sits pPrignn. s
waiting for the man at the desk to speak. lie
In one moment Danovitch,' he says, and con-
tinues writing. Presently ne ceases, ana throw
ing down his pen, signs sigh OF relief;
" Finished at last. Have you brought the rest
of those proofs ~
mo, sir, have not"
Yes, i could have got them" .,
Then why on earth did you not bring them :?
I" | was not able
VERY annoying" murmured the other, and
SO nearly attaining what l have been working for
these twenty five years. However, | think we
eaSuF e. h se for ny See feTe
copious notes, some underlined. Yes this is our
strongest point perhaps-it Is all strong, Dut tnls
is conyincing-ah, and Very amusing too :,;oo 7,
1.-The tyrant Is the bureau of the police. III
long arms on an Sides and sucks the blood of the
people neat phs very neat oaMa Ana mere fhrow
the bomb that would blow the bureau OF me
police into thousand atoms, with him who Yields
the power there, to rid the people OF espionage
and cruelty'-'and him who Yields power there
dear me 1 suppose that's myself; very shocking,
are not they-these sentiments Of MURDER No;
Assassination! l think If they blew me up
sassination-with a capital A, mind, Danovitch,
and he showed his white teeth IN smile.
A." Yes, fancy this, and-ah let me see here it is
a political novel that alone would send our dear
old Count on rather long journey.
The younger man said nothing. minnie later
the elder continued, "A pity you did not, bring
more proofs. However you have done WELL very
Made you at home, l suppose? The sledge acct.
dent was splendidly managed. l could not nave
cold in my head next day, and that worries me 50
/ should have been In bad temper for a week,
and the dear old fellow would not have asked me 70
stay with him. The grsy-headed man was evidently
excited he did not show it much. but his hands
worked fretfully, tapping the table. The cum OF
his right hand slid back and showed white scar 9
Od his b d 6ss raper we ou With
the great black solitaires and silver coronets-
as though he was ashamed Of this mark;
The young man had seen the scar and the other's
THAT was his mark he said, coolly to all out.
ward appearance, but evidently in a state OF great
excitement yes Dmitresky left that scar there,
and deeper one here he laid his hand upon his
heart" which has taken these twenty-five years
to wipe out, but it is nearly done now nearly
finished week more or less does not sr mater If
victory of revenge-and he, equity old man as he
is, will trudge across the great plains this coming
autumn IT is long wak panoyitch, Oa. IL I'd
over again" His eyes glowed beneath the heavy
brows with malignant hate Suddenly he changed
his expression. and said coolly
Have a cigarette 7"
"Thank YOU. sir, and Danovitch took one from
the silver box on the table; d,
Dear me, have wasted five minutes and more,
said the man at the desk, land five minutes Of my
tip,o IL yoluoblp STAY! YOU have not a light, "
and he handed Danovitch lighted lucifer
Many thanks he said.
"You have not brought the proofs? l am
sorry for that. Then | suppose l can guess the
object of your visit Don't be afraid. | will
supply it. No doubt it is money you want?"
mo it is not money"
But YOU will receive money for your work
No. will receive no money
He looked surprised, but only for a moment,
and then took to pairing his nails, just as he had
done at the first interview =. :.
You are q strange young man. If it is not
money you want, why on earth have you come
here p
Danovitch spoke slowly.
II have come for those papers back
What papers,"
@Count Dnlitresky's papers,"
Come to ask for Count Dmitresky's papers
back" he asked, stnpeefed.
No. said Danovitch, not to ask for them
back to demand them back"
The other smiled sweetly.
REALLY, my dear young friend, you are incOm-
prchensible-or, mad led us say the former, it
sounds better
IF am incomprehensbe, I will soon make
myself understood Danovitch rose slowly and
walked to the desk. Il want all those papers
Really? Indeed?p said the other mockingly
rs he laid them In a drawer and turned the key
There is nothing would not do for you, my
friend, but | fear this ! must refuse
Dear me this is most interesting. ! wish
Tolstoi were here; he'd make capital story
OIL Il i Ask you again. said pah9yitch quietly,
will YOU give me the papers back?'
Mr.. Danovitch. will not . lie rang his bell
IL was answered by the clerk. " Is any one wait
Eyes, sir: Abdurrahman Khan is here" For
a moment those narrow eyes of his sought Dano.
vitchs face. but nothing was to be read there
Il will leave YOU now, said Danovitch, shut
I will wait. Perhaps you may like to see me
later
The other only bowed. and Danovitch passed
out as Abdurrahman came in.
"WelcOme, Abdurrahman!" said the Russian,
speaking Arabic.
The Arab entered, left his slippers at the
door and bowed slowly and gracefully. The
Russian rang his bell and ordered coffee.
while he himself motioned the AtaD to be
seated. As before, Abdurrahman tucked, his
Iegs under him, drew small jeweled chibouk
from under his loose clothes, and began smoking
The Russian knew TIE Arab character too wel
TO begin business at once, and he knew their
love Tor natleif nav 10 oil eAiui'i'c pipc
YOU have there" he said
Abdurrahman drew the amber mouthpiece slowly
from his lips and cast his eyes over the gold and
jewelled stem.
Yes he said, 1t Is a masterpiece. 1t is
pa.tly because of that pipe that | am here
Indeedl" said the other, fairly astonished,
though he was careful not 10 show IT, The Arab
took Whit two at his pipe, blowing little
rings of smoke from his mouth.
Tie coffee arrived Abdurrahmann looked at
the Russian and smiled. then turned TO the SER
want and said in Arabic: Bring another cup
an empty one
The man at the desk translated.
Until tie third cup had arrived and the
servant had left neither spoke; then
the Arab lifted one of the full cups from the
chased gold saucer, and poured half its contents
into the new cup; this he did with the other sew
cral times, until at last two cups remained full,
but with the ingredients mixed.