From your own disclosures
and Madame's own words, we must all fear that her first appearance
would be the signal for the spiriting away of Nadine until the
minority is at an end. And it might invite some secret crime. She
bears the hated face of her dead mother, you say!"
"True," murmured Anstruther. "My solicitor tells me, too, that a
guardianship by will is the very strongest tying-up of a rich young
ward. We can follow on later, perhaps, if this opening could be
made, but where have we a 'Prince Djiddin,' and where, the wonderful
'Moonshee?'"
"There is Prince Djiddin," laughed Captain Murray, pointing to
Major Harry Hardwicke, "and here is the Moonshee," he tapped his
own broad breast.
"I fail to understand you," slowly replied Anstruther, now blankly
gazing at the two men in a growing wonderment.
"Nothing easier," briskly answered Murray. "I go quietly over
to Jersey and spend a honeymoon week with Flossie. She is soldier
enough to know that my little masquerade means full 'duty pay
and traveling allowances.' I will hide her safely with my Jersey
friends, and while Frank Halton works his secret Literary Bureau,
I will steal over to Southampton and bring 'Prince Djiddin' over
to St. Heliers. I will see that he naturally falls in with Prof.
Alaric Hobbs, and then, 'fond of seclusion,' I will embower my
'Asiatic Lion' not a league from the 'Banker's Folly.
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