The
latter spoke almost moodily.
"I doubt your ability, my dear sir, to influence so shrewd a man in
any such way as you suggest. Besides, he is not of our party."
"That's all the better. A man of our party might, could, would and
should keep his mouth shut about such a ticklish matter; but
outside our party, any who begins it has got to keep his mouth
shut!"
"There is no other way," he added, smiling. "It must be done. The
Countess St. Auban is here again! This band of Gipsy heathens from
Hungary is also here. The country is wild over Kossuth. We'll
have to accept this invitation to invite him! But Austria remains
bitter against the countess. What we must do is to have her go
back home with these commissioners from Hungary. There's ugly talk
about the way she's been used. That fellow Carlisle--good riddance
of him from the army--even confessed he engaged in a game of
cards--" their heads bent together--"in short, the devil is to pay
with the administration if this gets out.
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