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queer chap, you know," Richard went on. "You always seem to have something on but I'm hanged if I can see how you pass your time here in Monte Carlo. This political business, even if you do have to put in a bit of time at it now and then, can't be going on all the while. Monte Carlo, too! So far as the women are concerned, they might as well be off the face of the earth, and I don't think I've ever seen you make a bet at the tables. How did your wife do last night? I thought she seemed to be dropping it rather." "I think that she lost," Hunterleys replied indifferently. "Her gambling, however, is like mine, I imagine, on a fairly negligible scale." Richard whistled softly. "Well, I don't know," he observed. "I saw her going for maximums yesterday pretty steadily. A few thousands doesn't last very long at that little game." Hunterleys smiled. "A few thousands!" he repeated. "I don't suppose Violet has ever lost or won a hundred pounds in her life." Richard abandoned the subject quickly. He was obliged to tell himself that it was not his business to interfere between husband and wife. "Say, Hunterleys," he suggested, "do you think I could do something for the crowd on my little boat--a luncheon party or a cruise, eh?" "I should think every one would enjoy it immensely," Hunterleys answered. "I can count on you, of course, if I arrange anything?" "I am afraid not," Hunterleys regretted. "I am too much engrossed now to make any arrangements." "I'm hanged if you don't get more mysterious every moment!" Richard exclaimed vigorously. "What's it all about? Can't you even be safe in your room for five minutes without keeping one of those little articles under your newspaper while you read your letters?" he added, lifting with his stick the sheet which Hunterleys had hastily thrown over a small revolver. "What's it all about, eh? Are you plotting to dethrone the Prince of Monaco and take his place?" "Not exactly that," Hunterleys replied, a little wearily. "Lane, old fellow, you're much better off not to know too much. I have told you that there's a kind of international conference going on about here and I've sort of been pitchforked into the affair. Over in your country you don't know much about this sort of thing, but since I've been out of harness I've done a good deal of what really amounts to Secret Service work. One must serve one's country somehow or other, you know, if one gets the chance."
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