"How much of our row in the hills got into the newspapers?" he asked,
sitting down.
"Nothing,--absolutely nothing. The presence of the _Sophia Margaret_ off
the capes caused inquiries to be made at the embassy, and several
correspondents came down here to interview me. Then the revenue officers
made some raids in the hills opportunely and created a local diversion.
You were hurt while cleaning your gun,--please do not forget that!--and
you are a friend of my family,--a very eccentric character, who has
chosen to live in the wilderness."
The Judge and Armitage laughed at these explanations, though there was a
little constraint upon them all. The Baron's question was still
unanswered.
"You ceased to be of particular interest some time ago. While you were
sick the fraudulent Von Kissel was arrested in Australia, and I believe
some of the newspapers apologized to you handsomely."
"That was very generous of them;" and Armitage shifted his position
slightly. A white skirt had flashed again in the Claiborne garden and he
was trying to follow it. At the same time there were questions he
wished to ask and have answered.
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