At the
earliest possible date your daughter shall be married at the
Embassy to my friend, Francis Scrymgeour, your brother's
acknowledged son. You will oblige me by offering not less than ten
thousand pounds dowry. For yourself, I will indicate to you in
writing a mission of some importance in Siam which I destine to
your care. And now, sir, you will answer me in two words whether
or not you agree to these conditions."
"Your Highness will pardon me," said Mr. Vandeleur, "and permit me,
with all respect, to submit to him two queries?"
"The permission is granted," replied the Prince.
"Your Highness," resumed the Dictator, "has called Mr. Scrymgeour
his friend. Believe me, had I known he was thus honoured, I should
have treated him with proportional respect."
"You interrogate adroitly," said the Prince; "but it will not serve
your turn. You have my commands; if I had never seen that
gentleman before to-night, it would not render them less absolute."
"Your Highness interprets my meaning with his usual subtlety,"
returned Vandeleur. "Once more: I have, unfortunately, put the
police upon the track of Mr. Scrymgeour on a charge of theft; am I
to withdraw or to uphold the accusation?"
"You will please yourself," replied Florizel. "The question is one
between your conscience and the laws of this land. Give me my hat;
and you, Mr. Rolles, give me my cane and follow me.
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