Affairs of state

The Project Gutenberg eBook, Affairs of State, by Burton E Stevenson This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: Affairs of State Author: Burton E Stevenson Release Date: December 7, 2003 [eBook #10397] Language: English Chatacter set encoding: ISO-8859-1 ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK AFFAIRS OF STATE*** E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, L Barber, and Project Gutenberg Distributed Proofreaders AFFAIRS OF STATE Being an Account of Certain Surprising Adventures Which Befell an American Family in the Land of Windmills BY BURTON E STEVENSON AUTHOR OF "THE MARATHON MYSTERY," "THE HOLLADAY CASE," ETC With Illustrations by F VAUX WILSON 1906 TO G H T.: OLD FRIEND CONTENTS CHAPTER I THE WILES OF WOMANKIND II THE ROLE OF GOOD ANGEL III DISTINGUISHED ARRIVALS AT WEET-SUR-MER IV AN ADVENTURE AND A RESCUE V TELLIER TAKES A HAND VI THE PATH GROWS CROOKED VII AN APPEAL FOR AID VIII PRIDE HAS A FALL IX PELLETAN'S SKELETON X AN INTRODUCTION AND A PROMENADE XI THE PRINCE GAINS AN ALLY XII EVENTS OF THE NIGHT XIII THE SECOND PROMENADE XIV A BEARDING OF THE LION XV "BE BOLD, BE BOLD" XVI A PRINCE AND HIS IDEALS XVII THE DUCHESS TO THE RESCUE XVIII MAN'S PERFIDY XIX AN AMERICAN OPINION OF EUROPEAN MORALS XX THE DOWAGER'S BOMBSHELL XXI PARDON ILLUSTRATIONS "EEF MONSIEUR PLEASE" "IT WAS MY GREAT GOOD FORTUNE," SAID THE STRANGER, BOWING, "TO BE OF SERVICE TO A COMPATRIOT" "OH!" SHE CRIED, WITH A LITTLE START, "THERE HE IS NOW, ALMOST NEAR ENOUGH TO HEAR!" "WHAT IS IT?" SHE DEMANDED "DON'T YOU SEE WE ARE ALL WAITING?" AFFAIRS OF STATE CHAPTER I The Wiles of Womankind Archibald Rushford, tall, lean, the embodiment of energy, stood at the window, hands in pockets, and stared disgustedly out at the dreary vista of sand-dunes and bathing-machines, closed in the distance by a stretch of gray sea mounting toward a horizon scarcely discernible through the drifting mist which hung above the water "Though why you wanted to come here at all," he continued, presumably addressing two young ladies in the room behind him, "or why you want to stay, now you are here, passes my comprehension One might as well be buried alive, and be done with it The sensations, I should imagine, are about the same." "Oh, come, dad!" protested one of the girls, laughing, "you know it isn't so bad as that! There's plenty of life—not just at this hour of the morning, perhaps,"— with a fleeting glance at the empty landscape,—"but the hour is unfashionable." "As everything seasonable and sensible seems to be here," put in her father, grimly "And such interesting life, too," added the other girl "Interesting! Bah! When I want to see monkeys and peacocks, I'll go to a menagerie." "But you never do go to the menagerie, at home, you know, dad." "No—because I don't care for monkeys or peacocks—in fact, I particularly detest them!" "But lions, dad! There are lions—" "In the menagerie at home, perhaps." "Yes, and in this one—bigger lions than you ever dreamed of, dad!—perfect monsters of lions!" "Oh, no, there aren't, Susie," dissented Rushford "You don't know the species You've mistaken a bray for a roar, just as a lot of people always do, if the bray is only loud enough Come, now, let me know the worst How much longer do you propose to stay here?" "Well, dad, you see the season won't be at its height for fully a month yet—" "A month!" echoed Rushford, in dismay "Well, Susie, you and Nell may be able to stand it for a month, but long ere that I'll be dead—ossified, fossilised, dried up, and blown away! Maybe you girls enjoy it, though I didn't think it of you— but what can I do? I'm tired of reading day-before-yesterday's newspaper and of being two days behind the market Two days! Think what may have happened to steel since I've heard from it! It's enough to drive a man mad!" He got out a cigar, lighted it, and stood puffing it nervously, appalled at the vision his own words had conjured up "But, dad," Sue pointed out, coming to his side and taking his arm coaxingly, "you know it was just to get away from all that worry—from those horrid stocks and things—that you consented to come with us." "Don't call the stocks hard names, Susie Don't go back on your best friends!" protested Rushford "Don't forget what they've done for you!" "But, dear, you remember how strongly Doctor Samuels insisted on your taking a rest; how necessary he said it was?" "Oh, perfectly!" responded Rushford, drily "I've suspected right along that Samuels took his orders from you." "From me, dad!" cried Sue, indignantly, but her eyes were shining in a most suspicious manner "A man of his standing—" ... ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK AFFAIRS OF STATE* ** E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, L Barber, and Project Gutenberg Distributed Proofreaders AFFAIRS OF STATE Being an Account of Certain Surprising Adventures Which... "WHAT IS IT?" SHE DEMANDED "DON'T YOU SEE WE ARE ALL WAITING?" AFFAIRS OF STATE CHAPTER I The Wiles of Womankind Archibald Rushford, tall, lean, the embodiment of energy, stood at the window, hands in pockets, and stared disgustedly out at the dreary vista of sand-dunes and...The Project Gutenberg eBook, Affairs of State, by Burton E Stevenson This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever