"You traitress," cried Olga passionately, forgetting all in her
outraged love. "You won his affections from me by your false beauty
- yet all the time you would have killed him like a dog for the
Czar's gold. At last you are unmasked - you Azeff in skirts. False
friend - you would have killed us all - Saratovsky, Kharkoff
"Be still, little fool," exclaimed Nevsky contemptuously. "The
spirilla fever has affected your brains. Bah! I will not stay with
those who are so ready to suspect an old comrade on the mere word
of a charlatan. Boris Kazanovitch, do you stand there silent and
let this insult be heaped upon
me?"
For answer, Kazanovitch deliberately turned his back on his lover
of a moment ago and crossed the room. "Olga," he pleaded, "I have
been a fool. Some day I may be worthy of your love. Fever or not,
I must beg your forgiveness."
With a cry of delight the actress flung her arms about Boris, as he
imprinted a penitent kiss on her warm lips.
"Simpleton," hissed Nevsky with curling lips. "Now you, too, will
die."
"One moment, Ekaterina Nevsky," interposed Kennedy, as he picked
up some vacuum tubes full of a golden-yellow powder, that lay on the
table. "The spirilla, as scientists now know, belong to the same
family as those which cause what we call, euphemistically, the
'black plague.
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