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When, immediately after the episode of the bottle of wine in the state dining room, Prince Aribert and old Hans found that Prince Eugen had sunk into an unconscious heap over his chair, both the others thought, at the first instant, that Eugen must already have tasted the poisoned wine. But a moment’s reflection showed that this was not possible. If the hereditary Prince of Posen was dying or dead, his condition was due to some other agency than the wine. Aribert bent over him, and a powerful odor from the man’s lips at once disclosed the cause of the disaster. It was the odor of laudanum. Indeed, the smell of that sinister drug seemed now to float heavily over the whole table. The laudanum must have been already in his pocket, and this fact went to prove that the unfortunate Prince had previously contemplated such a proceeding, even after his definite promise. - . - /- ; “It’s laudanum, Hans,” Aribert exclaimed, rather helplessly. “His highness must be roused, sire. He must have an emetic. We had better carry him to the bedroom.” They did, and laid him- on—the bed, and" then Aribert mixed an emetic of mustard and waterandadministered it, but without any effect. The sufferer lay moveless, every muscle relaxed. His skin was ice cold to the touch, and' the eyelids, halt drawn, showed that the pupils painfully contracted. “Go out and send for a doctor, Hans. Say that Prince Eugen has been suddenly taken ill, but that it isn't serious. The truth must never be known.” “He must be roused, sire,” Hans said again as he hurried from the room.

Aribert lifted his nephew from the bed, shook him, pinched him about; but to no avail.

At length he desisted, from mere physical fatigue, and laid the Prince back again on the bed. iHans returned. “I have sent for the nearest doctor, and also for a specialist,” he reported. “Good!” said Aribert. “I hops they wi’l hurry.” Then he sat down and wrote a card. "Take this .yourself to Miss Racksole. If she is out of the hotel, ascertain where she is, and follow her. Understand; it is of the first importance.” Hans bowed and departed for the second time, and ( Aribert was alone again. He gazed at Eugen, and made another frantic attempt to arouse him from the deadly stupor, but it was useless. He walked away to'the window; through the open casement he could hear the tinkle of passing hansoms on the Embankment below, whistles of doorkeepers and the hoot of steam tugs on the river. The world went on as usual, it appeared. It was an absurd world. He desired nothing better than to abandon his princely title and live as a plain man, the husband of the finest woman on earth.

But now—pah! How selfish hp was, to be thinking of himself when Eugen lay dying!Yet—Nella! The door opened, and a man entered who was obviously the doctor A few curl questions, and he had grasped the essentials of the case. “Oblige me by ringing the bell, Prinee. I shall want some hot water, an able-bodied man and a nurse.” “Who wants a nurse?” said a voice, and Nella came quietly in. “I am a nurse,’ she added, to the doctor, “and at your orders.” The next two hours were,a struggle between life and death.

The first doctor, a specialist who followed him, Nella, Prince Aribert and old Hans formed, as it were, a league to save the dying man. None else in the hotel knew the real seriousness of the case. When a prince falls ill, and especially by his own act, the precise truth is not issued broadcast to the universe. According to official intelligance a prince is never seriously 111 unti! he is dead. Such is statecraft The worst feature of Prince Eugeu’s case was that emetics proved futile". Neither of the doctors could explain their failure, but it was only too apparent. The league was reduced to belplessBeis. At last the great specialist, frojn Manchester Square gave it out that there was no chance for Prince Eugen unless the natural vigor of his constitution should prove capable of throwing off the poison unaided by scientific assistance, as a- drunkard can sleep off his potion. ' ... -

Everything had been tried, even to artificial respiration and the injection of hot coffee. Having emitted this announcement the great specialist took his departure. It was 1 o’clock in the morning. By one of those strange and fntile coincidences which sometimes startle us by their subtle the specialist met Theodore Racksole and his captive as they were entering the hotel. Neither had the least suspicion of the other’s business. In the state bedroom the small group of watchers surrounded the bed. The slow minutes filed away in dreary procession. Another hour passed. Then the figure on the bed, hitherto so motionless, twitched and moved; the lips parted. “There is hope,” said the doctor, and administered a stimulant. In a quarter of an hour the patient had regained consciousness. Fo.* the ten-thousandth time in the history of medicine a sound constitution had accomplished a miracle impossible to the accumulated medical skill of centuries. In due'course the doctor left, saying that Prince Eugen was “on the high rpad to recovery,” and promising to come again in b, few hours. Morning had dawned. Nella drew the great curtains and let in a flood of sunshine.

Old Hans, overcome by fatigue, dozed in a chair in a far corner of the room. The reaction had been too much for him. Nella and Prince Aribert looked at each other. They flad not exchanged a word about themselves, yet each what the .other had been think■ln, They clasped hands with a perfect understanding. This brief love-making had been of the silent kind, and it was silent now. uttered. A passed from over them, but only their eyes expressed relief and joy. “Aribert!” The faint call came from the bed. Aribert went to the bedside, while Nella remained near the window. “What is it Eugen?” he said. “You are better now.” “You think so?” murmered the other. “I want you to forgive me for all this, Aribert. I must have caused you an intolerable trouble. I did it so clumsily; that is what annoys me. Laudanum was a feeble expedient; but I could‘think of nothing else, and I daren’t ask anyone for advice. I was obliged to go out and buy the stuff for myself. It was all very awkward. But, thank goodness, it has not been ineffectual.” . v “What do you mean, Eugen? You are better. In a day or so you will be perfectly recovered.” “I am dying,” said Eugen quietly. “Do not be deceived. I die because I wish to die. It is bound to be so. I know by the feel of my heart .In a few hours it will be over. The throqfe of Posen will be yours. Aribert. Ybu will fill it more worthily than I have done.

“Don’t let them know over there thatCjl poisoned myself. Swear Hans to secrecy; swear the doctors to secrecy; and breathe no word yourself. I have been a fool, but I do not wish it to be known that I was also a coward. Perhaps It is not cowardice; perhaps it is courage after all—courage to cut the knot. "I could not have survived the disgrace of any revelations, Aribert, and they would have been sure to come. I have made a foot of myself, but I am ready to pay for it. We of Posen — we always pay—everything except debts.” His eyes closed. There was a sudden noise. Old Hans bad slipped from his chair to the floor. He picked himself up, dazed, and crept shamefacedly out of the room. Aribert took his nephew’s hand. “Nonsense, Eugen. You are dreaming. You will be all right soon. Pull yourself together.” “All because of a million,” the sick man moaned. “One miserable million English pounds. The national debt of Posen is fifty million, and I, the Prince of Posen, couldn’t borrow one. If I-could have got it, I might have held my head up again. Goodbye, Aribert. Who is that girl?” Aribert looked up. Nella was standing silent dt~ the foot of the bed, her eyes moist She came round to the bedside and put her hand on the patient's heart Scarcely could Bhe feel its pulsation, end to Aribert her eyes expressed despair

At that moment Hans re-entered the room and beckoned to her. “I have heard that Racksole is returned to the hotel,” he whispered, “and that he bas captured that man Jules, who they say is such a villain.” Several times during the night Nella had inquired for her father, but could gain no knowledge of his whereabouts. Now at half-past six in the morning 1 ' a rumor had mysteriously spread among the servants of the hotel about the happenings of the night before. How it had originated no one could say, but it bad originated. “Where is my father f’ Nella asked at Haiaa. •yyyf' I '' y

» He shrugged his shoulders and pointed upward. “Somewhere at the top, they say” Nella almost Tan out Of the room. Her interruption of the interview between Jules and Theodore Racksole has already been described. As she came downsatirs with her father, she said again: “Prince Eugen is dying—but I think you can save him.” “I?” exclaimed Racksole. “Yes,’ she repeated positively. ‘T will tell you what I want you to do, and you must do it.”

CHAPTEB XXIX. \ \ ' “Colossal and Immense Coolness.” As Nella passed downstairs from the top story with her father —the elevators had not yet begun to run—she drew him for a moment into her own room and closed the door. “What’s this all about?” he asked, somewhat mystified and even alarmed by the extreme seriousness of her face. “Dad,” the girl began, “you are very rich, aren’t you? Very, very rich?” She smiled anxiously, timidly. He did not retaember to have ever seen that expression on her face before.Tle wanted to make a facetious reply, but checked himself. “Yes,” he said, “I am. You ought to know tha{ by this time.”

“How soon could you realize a ffiillion pounds?” “A million what?” he cried. Even he was staggered Vs her calm reference to this gigantic sum. “What on earth are you driving at?” he added. , . ' “A million pounds, I said. That is to say, five million dollars. How soon could you realize as much as that?”

“Oh!” he answered, “if I went about it neatly enough, I could unload as much as that in- a month without scaring Wall street and other places. But it would want some management.” f

“Useless!” she exclaimed. “Could you not do it quicker, if you really had to?”

“If I really had to, I it in a week, tout it would make things lively, and I should lose on the job.” “Couldn’t you,” she persisted—couldn’t you go downtown this morning and raise a million, somehow, if it was a matter of life and death?” He hesitated. “Look here, Nella,’ he said, “what it it you’ve g6t up your sleeve?” “Just answer my question, dad, and tfry not to think that I’m a stark, staring lunatic.” “I rather expect I could get a million this morning, even in London, but it would cost pretty dear. It might cost me fifty thousand pounds, and there would be the dickens._ia pay: in New York—a sort of grand universal slump in my holdings.” “Why should New York know anything about it?" ~~' ar ~ “Why?” he repeated. “My-girl, when, anyone borrows a-million pounds the whole world knows about it. Do you reckon that I can go up to the governors of the Bank of England and say, ‘Look here, lend Theodore Racksole a million for a few weeks, and he’ll give you an I. O. If. and the covering note on stocks,?’ ”

“But you could get it?” she asked again. “If there’s a million in London, I guess I could handle it,” he replied. “Well, dad” —and she put her arms around his neck—“you’ve just got to go out and- fix it. See? It’s for me. I’ve never asked you for anything really big before. But I do now, and I want it so badly.” •He stared at her. “I award ybd the prize,” he said at length. “You deserve It for collossal and immense coolness. Now you can tell me the true Inward meaning of ail this ragmarole. What is it?” “I want it for Prince Eugen,” she began, at first hesitatingly, with pauses. “He’s ruined unless he can get a million to pay off his debts. Jle’s dreadfully in love with a princess and he can’t marry her because of this. Her parents wouldn’t allow it He was to have got it from Sampson Levi, but he arrived too lateowing to Jules.” “I know all about that —perhaps more than you do. But I don’t see how it affects you or me.” “The point is this, dad,” Nella continued. “He’s tried to commit suicide. He took laudanum last night. It did not kill him straight off; he’s got over the first shock, but he’s in a very weak state, and he says he means to die. And I truly believe him. Now, if you could let him have that million, dad, you would save his life.” "I haven’t the least desire to save his life, Nell. I don’t overmuch respect your Prince Eugen. I’vA done what’ I could for him, but only for the sake of seeing fair play. x “It’tf a-different thing if he wants to kill himself. I suppose, if he does happen to peg out, the throne will go to Prince Aribert. And a good thing, too! Aribert is worth twenty of his nephew.” ‘That’s just it, dad,” said she, pagerly following up her chance. “1 want you to save Prince' Eugen just because Aribert doesn't wis& to occupy the throne. He’d ifiuch prefer not

to hdve it.” “Much prefer not to have it! Don’t talk nonsense. If he’s honest wita himself, he’ll admit that he’ll be jolly glad to get it. Thrones are in his blood, so to speiak.” “You are wrong, father. And- the reason is this. If Prince Aribert ascended the throne of Posen he would be compelled to marry a princess.” “Well, a prince ought to marry a princess.” “But he doesn’t want to. He wants to marry a woman who isn’t a princess.” “Is she rich?” “Her father is,” said the girl. “Oh!” dad, can’t you guess? He—he loves me.” Her head fell on Theodore’s shoulder, and she began to cry. The millionaire whistled a very high note. “Nell!” he said at length. “And you? Do you sort of cling to him?” “Dad,” she answered, “you are stupid. Do you Imagine I should worry myself like this if I didn’t?” She smiled through her tears. She knew from her father's tone that she had accomplished a victory. "It’s a mighty queer arrangement,” Racksole remarked. “But of course if you thipk it’ll be of any use, you tyad better go down and tell your Prince Eugen that that million can be fixed up, if he really needs it. I expect there’ll be decent security, or Sampson Levi wouldn’t have, mixed himself up in it.” “Thanks, dad. Don’t come with me. I may manage better alone. She gave him a formdl little courtesy and disappeared. Racksole, whb had the talent so necessary to millionaires, of attending to several matters at once, the large with the small, went off to give orders about the breakfast and the remuneration of his assistant of the , evening before, Mr. George Hazell. He then sent an invitation to Mr. Felix Babylon’s room, asking thatgentleman to take breakfast with him. After he had related to Babylon the history of Jules’ capture, and had a long discussion with him upon several points of hotel management and especially as to the guarding of wine cellars, Racksole put on his hat, sallied forth into the Strand, hailed a hansom, and wias driven to the city. The order and nature of his operations * there were too complex and technical to be described here. When Nella returned to the state bedroom both the doctor and the specialist were again' in attendance. “A curious case!” said the specialist: . “If I had seen him when he recovered consciousness I should have said there was hope. Frankly, when I left last night, or rather this morning, I didn’t expect to see the Prince alive agaip—let alone conscious and able to talk. According to all the rules of the game, he ought to get over the shock to the system with perfect ease and certainty. “Forget everything, doctor,” said Aribert, “except that I am one man and you are another, and tell me the truth. Shall you be able to save his life?” ‘The future is not in our hands, Prince,” said the doctor. “You mean” : ■ “I mean that his royal highness has no desire to live. You must have observed that.”

“Only too well,” said Aribert. “And you are aware of the cause?” Aribert nodded an affirmative. “But eannot remove it?” “No,” said Artbert. He felt a touch upon his arm. It was Nella’s finger. With a gesture she beckoned him toward the anteroom. “If you choose/’ she said, when they were alone. "Prince Eugen can be saved. I have arranged it.” “You have arranged it?” He bent d*er her, almost with an air of alarm. “Go and tell Mm that the million pounds, so necessary to his happiness, will be forthcoming. Tell him that it will be forthcoming today, if r that will be any satisfaction to him.” “But what do you mean by this, Nella?” • “I mean what I say, Aribert,’ and she sought Ms hand and took it in hers. , • “But how have you managed it? By what miracle?” “My father,” she replied softly, “will do anything that I ask. Do not let us waste time. Go abd tell Eugen that it is arranged, and that all will yet be well. Go!” The Prince threw up his hands and went back to the bedroom. The doctor was at a table writing out a prescription. •<. ' Aribert approaohed the bedside, his heart beating furiously. Eugen greeted him with a faint, fatigued smile. “Eugen,” he whispered, “listen carefully to me. I have news. »With the assistance of friends I have arranged to borrow that million for you. It is quite settled, and you may rely on it But you must get better. Do you hear me?” Eugen almost sat up in bed. ‘Teal me I am not delirious,” he exclaimed. “Of course you aren’t," Aribert replied. “But you mustn’tysit up\Totf must take care of yourself.” \ “Who will lend the money^Etrgen

asked in a feeble, happy whisper. “Never mind. You shall hear.later. yourself to getting better.” The change in the patient's face was extraordinary. His mind seemed to have put on an entirely different aspect. The doctor was startled to hear him murmer a request for food. As Tor Aribert, he sat down, overcome by the turmoil of his own thoughts. Till that moment he frit that he had never appreciated the value and the power of mere money, of the lucre which philosophers pretend to despise and men sell their souls for. “These Anglo-Saxons,” he said to himself; “what a race*” By the afternoon Eugen was noticeably and distinctly better. The physicians,, puzzled for the third time by the progress of the case, announced now that all dangfer was past “Nella,” he said a little later, when they were by themselves again in the antechamber,, “what am I to say to you? How can I thank you. How can I thank your father?” J | “You had better not thank my father,” she said. “Dad will affect to regard the thing as a purely business transaction, as of course it is. As for me, you can—you can”— “Well?” “Kiss me,” she said. “There! Are you sure you’ve formally proposed to me, mon Prince?” “Ah, Nell!” he exclaimed, i putting hi? arms around her again. “Be mine! That is all I want.” “You’ll find that you'll want dad’s consent, too!” . “Will he make difficulties? He could not, Nell —not with you!” “Better ask him,” she said sweetly. A moment later Racksole himself entered the room. “Going on all right?” he inquired, pointing to the bedroom. “Excellently,” the lovers answered together, and both blushed. “Ah,” said Racksole. “Then if that’s so, and you can spare a minute, I’ve something to show you, Prince!”

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