"How dare you do such a thing?" she demanded fiercely. "It is murder."
"This is not a time, Miss Thorne, for your interference," replied the
prince coldly. "It has all passed beyond the point where the feelings
of any one person, even the feelings of the woman who has engineered the
compact, can be considered. A single life can not be permitted to stand
in the way of the consummation of this world project. Mr. Grimm alive
means the compact would be useless, if not impossible; Mr. Grimm dead
means the fruition of all our plans and hopes. You have done your duty
and you have done it well; but now your authority ends, and I, the
special envoy of--"
"Just a moment, please," Mr. Grimm interrupted courteously. "As I
understand it, your Highness, the mine there in the corner is charged?"
"Yes. It just happened to be here for purposes of experiment."
"The cap is attached?"
"Quite right." The prince laughed.
"And at three o'clock, by your watch, the mine will be fired by a
wireless operator fifteen miles from here?"
"Something like that; yes, very much like that," assented the prince.
"Thank you.
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