"
"I would have sent money."
"I find that I get more when I ask in person. Besides, is
everything finished?"
"I'll have no more to do with it."
"Ah, my dear cousin, you despond too soon. The good king has
unhappily gone from us, but we still have our dear queen. We have
also, by the kindness of Heaven, our dear queen's letter."
"I'll have no more to do with it."
"Your neck feeling--?" Rupert delicately imitated the putting of
a noose about a man's throat.
Rischenheim rose suddenly and flung the window open wide.
"I'm suffocated," he muttered with a sullen frown, avoiding
Rupert's eyes.
"Where's Rudolf Rassendyll?" asked Rupert. "Have you heard of
him?"
"No, I don't know where he is."
"We must find that out, I think."
Rischenheim turned abruptly on him.
"I had no hand in this thing," he said, "and I'll have no more to
do with it. I was not there. What did I know of the king being
there? I'm not guilty of it: on my soul, I know nothing of it."
"That's all very true," nodded Rupert.
"Rupert," cried he, "let me go, let me alone. If you want money,
I'll give it to you. For God's sake take it, and get out of
Strelsau!"
"I'm ashamed to beg, my dear cousin, but in fact I want a little
money until I can contrive to realize my valuable property.
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