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Chapter 8

           

           “GoodGod!”exclaimedLizabethaProkofievnainvoluntarily.

           “Thisisintolerable,”growledthegeneral.

           “Allowme,gentlemen,allowme,”urgedtheprince.

           “Iwillexplainmatterstoyou.FiveweeksagoIreceivedavisitfromTchebaroff,youragent,Mr.Burdovsky.Youhavegivenaveryflatteringdescriptionofhiminyourarticle,Mr.Keller,”hecontinued,turningtotheboxerwithasmile,“buthedidnotpleasemeatall.IsawatoncethatTchebaroffwasthemovingspiritinthematter,and,tospeakfrankly,Ithoughthemighthaveinducedyou,Mr.Burdovsky,tomakethisclaim,bytakingadvantageofyoursimplicity.”

           “Youhavenoright....Iamnotsimple,”stammeredBurdovsky,muchagitated.

           “Youhavenosortofrighttosupposesuchthings,”saidLebedeff’snephewinatoneofauthority.

           “Itismostoffensive!”shriekedHippolyte;“itisaninsultingsuggestion,false,andmostill-timed.”

           “Ibegyourpardon,gentlemen;pleaseexcuseme,”saidtheprince.“Ithoughtabsolutefranknessonbothsideswouldbebest,buthaveityourownway.ItoldTchebaroffthat,asIwasnotinPetersburg,Iwouldcommissionafriendtolookintothematterwithoutdelay,andthatIwouldletyouknow,Mr.Burdovsky.Gentlemen,IhavenohesitationintellingyouthatitwasthefactofTchebaroff’sinterventionthatmademesuspectafraud.

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