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nydus/The IdiotPublic

An epileptic prince becomes entangled in Russian high society.

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II

“I assure you I am not deceiving you; you shall not have to answer for me. As to my being dressed like this, and carrying a bundle, there’s nothing surprising in that⁠—the fact is, my circumstances are not particularly rosy at this moment.”

“H’m!⁠—no, I’m not afraid of that, you see; I have to announce you, that’s all. The secretary will be out directly⁠—that is, unless you⁠—yes, that’s the rub⁠—unless you⁠—come, you must allow me to ask you⁠—you’ve not come to beg, have you?”

“Oh dear no, you can be perfectly easy on that score. I have quite another matter on hand.”

“You must excuse my asking, you know. Your appearance led me to think⁠—but just wait for the secretary; the general is busy now, but the secretary is sure to come out.”

“Oh⁠—well, look here, if I have some time to wait, would you mind telling me, is there any place about where I could have a smoke? I have my pipe and tobacco with me.”

“ Smoke? ” said the man, in shocked but disdainful surprise, blinking his eyes at the prince as though he could not believe his senses. “No, sir, you cannot smoke here, and I wonder you are not ashamed of the very suggestion. Ha, ha! a cool idea that, I declare!”

“Oh, I didn’t mean in this room! I know I can’t smoke here, of course. I’d adjourn to some other room, wherever you like to show me to. You see, I’m used to smoking a good deal, and now I haven’t had a puff for three hours; however, just as you like.”

“Now how on earth am I to announce a man like that?” muttered the servant. “In the first place, you’ve no right in here at all; you ought to be in the waiting-room, because you’re a sort of visitor⁠—a guest, in fact⁠—and

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