"
A quiet little smile chased the shadows from her face, and Dick flushed
as he recalled the wild words of that wonderful night in the canal.
"Tagg must have been talking," he managed to say. "Please tell me what
you have heard, Miss Fenshawe."
"Nothing beyond the fact that our Austrian friend was set upon by some
highway robbers while driving from the station to the ship at a late
hour, and that you and Mr. Tagg happened to be near, with disastrous
results to the Marseillais. Does your bond permit you to carry the
story further? What did really happen?"
"There was a rather one-sided fight, because Tagg and I took them by
surprise, but the Baron escaped uninjured, or nearly so."
"Did they rob him, then?"
"I meant that he sustained a couple of slight cuts, and therein you
have another valid reason for his anxiety that the affair should not
reach your ears."
Though her own manner was imperious enough, Irene was manifestly
surprised at the annoyance apparent in Dick's voice. She did not
realize that he was wroth because of the check imposed by the promise
exacted in London.
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