"_You_ talk of a Republic? You,--who are for ever making the most
loyal speeches in favour of the monarchy?"
"Why not?" queried Perousse lightly;--"If the monarchy does not do as
it is told, whip it like a naughty child and send it to bed. That has
been easily arranged before now in history!"
The Marquis sat silent,--thinking, or rather brooding heavily. Should
he, or should he not unburden himself of certain fears that oppressed
his mind? He cleared his throat of a troublesome huskiness and began,--
"If the purely business transactions in which you are engaged----"
"And you also," put in Perousse placidly.
The Premier shifted his position uneasily and went on.
"I say, if the purely business transactions of this affair were
publicly known----"
"As well expect Cabinet secrets to be posted on a hoarding in the open
thoroughfare!" said Perousse. "What afflicts you with these sudden
pangs of distrust at your position? You have taken care to provide for
all your own people! What more can you desire?"
Lutera hesitated; then he said slowly:--
"I think there is only one thing for me to do,--and that is to send in
my resignation at once!"
Carl Perousse raised himself a little out of his chair, and opened his
narrow eyes.
"Send in your resignation!" he echoed; "On what grounds? Do me the
kindness to remember, Marquis, that I am not yet quite ready to take
your place!"
He smiled his disagreeable smile,--and the Marquis began to feel
irritated.
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