"My friend," he said, "there are two policemen across the street; if you
continue to follow me I shall call their attention to you."
"Pardon me--"
"You are watching me; and the thing won't do."
"Yes, I'm watching you; but--"
"But the thing won't do! If you are hired--"
"_Nein! Nein!_ You do me a wrong, sir."
"Then if you are not hired you are your own master, and you serve
yourself ill when you take the trouble to follow me. Now I'm going to
finish my walk, and I beg you to keep out of my way. This is not a place
where liberties may be infringed with impunity. Good evening, sir."
Armitage wheeled about sharply, and as his face came into the full light
of the street lamps the stranger stared at him intently.
Armitage was fumbling in his pocket for a coin, but this impertinence
caused him to change his mind. Two policemen were walking slowly toward
them, and Armitage, annoyed by the whole incident, walked quickly away.
He was not wholly at ease over the meeting. The fact that Chauvenet had
so promptly put a spy as well as the Servian assassin on his trail
quickened his pulse with anger for an instant and then sobered him.
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