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THE ENQUIRY BEGINS

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He hated himself for it ; but he had several times wondered what sort of a man the Baron was. Was he the benign old buffer he appeared to be, or was there something behind his air of bonhomie ? Why, for instance, had he gone to Bunny and cried `Murder' that morning-and now was trying to believe that it was not? Did he, in fact, believe in his own minddid he know-that Carl had been murdered, and was he now trying to turn them off the scent? In the report Royston had read, he seemed to show his willingness to tell all he knew ; but that might be only a blind. The question was-had he told all he knew, or was he hiding something? If he were guilty, who was behind him ? Royston could not believe that this old man was clever enough to engineer anything like this off his own bat. The traces were too cleverly covered for it to be the work of any but a super-criminal-if criminal the deed really was.
" What made Prince Carl so indifferent to going to the Trinity Ball that night?" he asked at last, as the Baron concluded his story.
" He told me he had to wait for a message; but he did not say what the message was," answered Baron Erfurt.
" Was he in the habit of keeping his affairs secret?" demanded Royston.
" Never, M'sieu Royston. Never!" cried the old man. "That was what puzzled me at the time."
" Then you did not ask him about it? " pursued the other. The thought was in his mind that perhaps there had been no message at all !
" Forgive me," said the Baron. "Forgive me, if I seem to speak unkindly of my young master ; but

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