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Chapter 6

           Sotheprinceconcludedatlast.

           “Youaremad!”hecried,indignantly.

           “Notquite,esteemedprince,”repliedLebedeff,withsomeacerbity.“IconfessIthoughtofdoingyoutheserviceofhandingtheletterovertoyourself,butIdecidedthatitwouldpaymebettertodeliverituptothenobleladyaforesaid,asIhadinformedherofeverythinghithertobyanonymousletters;sowhenIsentherupanotefrommyself,withtheletter,youknow,inordertofixameetingforeighto’clockthismorning,Isignedit‘yoursecretcorrespondent.’Theyletmeinatonceveryquicklybythebackdoor,andthenobleladyreceivedme.”

           “Well?Goon.”

           “Oh,well,whenIsawhershealmostpunchedmyhead,asIsay;infactsonearlythatonemightalmostsayshedidpunchmyhead.Shethrewtheletterinmyface;sheseemedtoreflectfirst,asifshewouldhavelikedtokeepit,butthoughtbetterofitandthrewitinmyfaceinstead.‘Ifanybodycanhavebeensuchafoolastotrustamanlikeyoutodelivertheletter,’saysshe,‘takeitanddeliverit!’Hey!shewasgrandlyindignant.Afierce,fieryladythat,sir!”

           “Where’stheletternow?”

           “Oh,I’vestillgotit,here!”

           AndhehandedtheprincetheveryletterfromAglayatoGania,whichthelattershowedwithsomuchtriumphtohissisteratalaterhour.

           “Thislettercannotbeallowedtoremaininyourhands.

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