"That's the end of one chapter," remarked Judge Claiborne.
"They're glad enough to go," said Dick. "What's the latest word from
Vienna?"
"The conspirators were taken quietly; about one hundred arrests have been
made in all, and the Hungarian uprising has played out utterly--thanks to
Mr. John Armitage," and the Baron sighed and turned toward the bungalow.
When the two diplomats rode home half an hour later, it was with the
assurance that Armitage's condition was satisfactory.
"He is a hardy plant," said the surgeon, "and will pull through."
CHAPTER XXVIII
JOHN ARMITAGE
If so be, you can discover a mode of life more desirable than the being a
king, for those who shall be kings; then the true Ideal of the State will
become a possibility; but not otherwise.--Marius the Epicurean.
June roses overflowed the veranda rail of Baron von Marhof's cottage at
Storm Springs. The Ambassador and his friend and counsel, Judge Hilton
Claiborne, sat in a cool corner with a wicker table between them. The
representative of Austria-Hungary shook his glass with an impatience that
tinkled the ice cheerily.
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