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第21章

One of these was that Kara desired something more than an Albanian chieftainship, which he undoubtedly enjoyed.There were whispers of wider and higher ambitions.Though his father had been born a Greek, he had indubitably descended in a direct line from one of those old Mprets of Albania, who had exercised their brief authority over that turbulent land.

The man's passion was for power.To this end he did not spare himself.It was said that he utilized his vast wealth for this reason, and none other, and that whatever might have been the irregularities of his youth - and there were adduced concrete instances - he was working toward an end with a singleness of purpose, from which it was difficult to withhold admiration.

T.X.kept in his locked desk a little red book, steel bound and triple locked, which he called his "Scandalaria." In this he inscribed in his own irregular writing the titbits which might not be published, and which often helped an investigator to light upon the missing threads of a problem.In truth he scorned no source of information, and was conscienceless in the compilation of this somewhat chaotic record.

The affairs of John Lexman recalled Kara, and Kara's great reception.Mansus would have made arrangements to secure a verbatim report of the speeches which were made, and these would be in his hands by the night.Mansus did not tell him that Kara was financing some very influential people indeed, that a certain Under-secretary of State with a great number of very influential relations had been saved from bankruptcy by the timely advances which Kara had made.This T.X.had obtained through sources which might be hastily described as discreditable.Mansus knew of the baccarat establishment in Albemarle Street, but he did not know that the neurotic wife of a very great man indeed, no less than the Minister of Justice, was a frequent visitor to that establishment, and that she had lost in one night some 6,000pounds.In these circumstances it was remarkable, thought T.X., that she should report to the police so small a matter as the petty pilfering of servants.This, however, she had done and whilst the lesser officers of Scotland Yard were interrogating pawnbrokers, the men higher up were genuinely worried by the lady's own lapses from grace.

It was all sordid but, unfortunately, conventional, because highly placed people will always do underbred things, where money or women are concerned, but it was necessary, for the proper conduct of the department which T.X.directed, that, however sordid and however conventional might' be the errors which the great ones of the earth committed, they should be filed for reference.

The motto which T.X.went upon in life was, "You never know."The Minister of Justice was a very important person, for he was a personal friend of half the monarchs of Europe.A poor man, with two or three thousand a year of his own, with no very definite political views and uncommitted to the more violent policies of either party, he succeeded in serving both, with profit to himself, and without earning the obloquy of either.Though he did not pursue the blatant policy of the Vicar of Bray, yet it is fact which may be confirmed from the reader's own knowledge, that he served in four different administrations, drawing the pay and emoluments of his office from each, though the fundamental policies of those four governments were distinct.

Lady Bartholomew, the wife of this adaptable Minister, had recently departed for San Remo.The newspapers announced the fact and spoke vaguely of a breakdown which prevented the lady from fulfilling her social engagements.

T.X., ever a Doubting Thomas, could trace no visit of nerve specialist, nor yet of the family practitioner, to the official residence in Downing Street, and therefore he drew conclusions.

In his own "Who's Who" T.X.noted the hobbies of his victims which, by the way, did not always coincide with the innocent occupations set against their names in the more pretentious volume.Their follies and their weaknesses found a place and were recorded at a length (as it might seem to the uninformed observer)beyond the limit which charity allowed.

Lady Mary Bartholomew's name appeared not once, but many times, in the erratic records which T.X.kept.There was a plain matter-of-fact and wholly unobjectionable statement that she was born in 1874, that she was the seventh daughter of the Earl of Balmorey, that she had one daughter who rejoiced in the somewhat unpromising name of Belinda Mary, and such further information as a man might get without going to a great deal of trouble.

T.X.,refreshing his memory from the little red book, wondered what unexpected tragedy had sent Lady Bartholomew out of London in the middle of the season.The information was that the lady was fairly well off at this moment, and this fact made matters all the more puzzling and almost induced him to believe that, after all, the story was true, and a nervous breakdown really was the cause of her sudden departure.He sent for Mansus.

"You saw Lady Bartholomew off at Charing Cross, I suppose?"Mansus nodded.

"She went alone?"

"She took her maid, but otherwise she was alone.I thought she looked ill.""She has been looking ill for months past," said T.X., without any visible expression of sympathy.

"Did she take Belinda Mary?"

Mansus was puzzled."Belinda Mary?" he repeated slowly."Oh, you mean the daughter.No, she's at a school somewhere in France."T.X.whistled a snatch of a popular song, closed the little red book with a snap and replaced it in his desk.

"I wonder where on earth people dig up names like Belinda Mary?"he mused."Belinda Mary must be rather a weird little animal -the Lord forgive me for speaking so about my betters! If heredity counts for anything she ought to be something between a head waiter and a pack of cards.Have you lost anything'?"Mansus was searching his pockets.

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