Manchurian Books

It was wiser to seek out Prince Tabnit, if he had really arrived on
the island, than to be upon the defensive.
"Ah, very well," he said briefly, "we will visit the prince."
"Farewell, adon," said Jarvo, bowing low, "may the gods permit the
possible."
"Of course you will communicate with us to-morrow," suggested St.
George, "so that if we wish to send Rollo down to the yacht--"
"The gods will permit the possible, adon," Jarvo repeated gently.
There was a flash of Akko's white teeth and the two little men were
gone.
St. George and Amory turned to the descending of the wide white
steps. Such immense, impossible white steps and such a curious place
for these two to find themselves, alone, with a valet. Struck by the
same thought they looked at each other and nodded, laughing a
little.
"Alone in the distance," said Amory, emptying his pipe, "and not a
cab to be seen."
Rollo thrust forward his lean, shadowed face.
"Shall I look about for a 'ansom, sir?" he inquired with perfect
gravity.


Pages:
161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185