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atmosphere on minds and temperaments unused to such 

luxuries。  The Yarkand manner was not popular。〃



〃And the contents of the paper;〃 said the nephew; 

〃did they show the influence of the new style?〃



〃Ah!〃 said Sir Lulworth; 〃that was the exciting 

thing。  In home affairs; social questions; and the 

ordinary events of the day not much change was 

noticeable。  A certain Oriental carelessness seemed to 

have crept into the editorial department; and perhaps a 

note of lassitude not unnatural in the work of men who 

had returned from what had been a fairly arduous journey。  

The aforetime standard of excellence was scarcely 

maintained; but at any rate the general lines of policy 

and outlook were not departed from。  It was in the realm 

of foreign affairs that a startling change took place。  

Blunt; forcible; outspoken articles appeared; couched in 

language which nearly turned the autumn manoeuvres of six 

important Powers into mobilisations。  Whatever else the 

DAILY INTELLIGENCER had learned in the East; it had not 

acquired the art of diplomatic ambiguity。  The man in the 

street enjoyed the articles and bought the paper as he 

had never bought it before; the men in Downing Street 

took a different view。  The Foreign Secretary; hitherto 

accounted a rather reticent man; became positively 

garrulous in the course of perpetually disavowing the 

sentiments expressed in the DAILY INTELLIGENCER'S 

leaders; and then one day the Government came to the 

conclusion that something definite and drastic must be 

done。  A deputation; consisting of the Prime Minister; 

the Foreign Secretary; four leading financiers; and a 

well…known Nonconformist divine; made its way to the 

offices of the paper。  At the door leading to the 

editorial department the way was barred by a nervous but 

defiant office…boy。



〃 'You can't see the editor nor any of the staff;' 

he announced。



〃 'We insist on seeing the editor or some 

responsible person;' said the Prime Minister; and the 

deputation forced its way in。  The boy had spoken truly; 

there was no one to be seen。  In the whole suite of rooms 

there was no sign of human life。



〃 'Where is the editor?'  'Or the foreign editor?'  

'Or the chief leader…writer?  Or anybody?'



〃In answer to the shower of questions the boy 

unlocked a drawer and produced a strange…looking 

envelope; which bore a Khokand postmark; and a date of 

some seven or eight months back。  It contained a scrap of 

paper on which was written the following message:





〃 'Entire party captured by brigand tribe on 

homeward journey。  Quarter of million demanded as ransom; 

but would probably take less。  Inform Government; 

relations; and friends。'





〃There followed the signatures of the principal 

members of the party and instructions as to how and where 

the money was to be paid。



〃The letter had been directed to the office…boy…in…

charge; who had quietly suppressed it。  No one is a hero 

to one's own office…boy; and he evidently considered that 

a quarter of a million was an unwarrantable outlay for 

such a doubtfully advantageous object as the repatriation 

of an errant newspaper staff。  So he drew the editorial 

and other salaries; forged what signatures were 

necessary; engaged new reporters; did what sub…editing he 

could; and made as much use as possible of the large 

accumulation of special articles that was held in reserve 

for emergencies。  The articles on foreign affairs were 

entirely his own composition。



〃Of course the whole thing had to be kept as quiet 

as possible; an interim staff; pledged to secrecy; was 

appointed to keep the paper going till the pining 

captives could be sought out; ransomed; and brought home; 

in twos and threes to escape notice; and gradually things 

were put back on their old footing。  The articles on 

foreign affairs reverted to the wonted traditions of the 

paper。〃



〃But;〃 interposed the nephew; 〃how on earth did the 

boy account to the relatives all those months for the 

non…appearance … 〃



〃That;〃 said Sir Lulworth; 〃was the most brilliant 

stroke of all。  To the wife or nearest relative of each 

of the missing men he forwarded a letter; copying the 

handwriting of the supposed writer as well as he could; 

and making excuses about vile pens and ink; in each 

letter he told the same story; varying only the locality; 

to the effect that the writer; alone of the whole party; 

was unable to tear himself away from the wild liberty and 

allurements of Eastern life; and was going to spend 

several months roaming in some selected region。  Many of 

the wives started off immediately in pursuit of their 

errant husbands; and it took the Government a 

considerable time and much trouble to reclaim them from 

their fruitless quests along the banks of the Oxus; the 

Gobi Desert; the Orenburg steppe; and other outlandish 

places。  One of them; I believe; is still lost somewhere 

in the Tigris Valley。〃



〃And the boy?〃



〃Is still in journalism。〃





THE BYZANTINE OMELETTE





SOPHIE CHATTEL…MONKHEIM was a Socialist by 

conviction and a Chattel…Monkheim by marriage。  The 

particular member of that wealthy family whom she had 

married was rich; even as his relatives counted riches。  

Sophie had very advanced and decided views as to the 

distribution of money: it was a pleasing and fortunate 

circumstance that she also had the money。  When she 

inveighed eloquently against the evils of capitalism at 

drawing…room meetings and Fabian conferences she was 

conscious of a comfortable feeling that the system; with 

all its inequalities and iniquities; would probably last 

her time。  It is one of the consolations of middle…aged 

reformers that the good they inculcate must live after 

them if it is to live at all。



On a certain spring evening; somewhere towards the 

dinner…hour; Sophie sat tranquilly between her mirror and 

her maid; undergoing the process of having her hair built 

into an elaborate reflection of the prevailing fashion。  

She was hedged round with a great peace; the peace of one 

who has attained a desired end with much effort and 

perseverance; and who has found it still eminently 

desirable in its attainment。  The Duke of Syria had 

consented to come beneath her roof as a guest; was even 

now installed beneath her roof; and would shortly be 

sitting at her dining…table。  As a good Socialist; Sophie 

disapproved of social distinctions; and derided the idea 

of a princely caste; but if there were to be these 

artificial gradations of rank and dignity she was pleased 

and anxious to have an exalted specimen of an exalted 

order included in her house…party。  She was broad…minded 

enough to love the sinner while hating the sin … not that 

she entertained any warm feeling of personal affection 

for the Duke of Syria; who was a comparative stranger; 

but still; as Duke of Syria; he was very; very welcome 

beneath her roof。  She could not have explained why; but 

no one was likely to ask her for an explanation; and most 

hostesses envied her。



〃You must surpass yourself to…night; Richardson;〃 

she said complacently to her maid; 〃I must be looking my 

very best。  We must all surpass ourselves。〃



The maid said nothing; but from the concentrated 

look in her eyes and the deft play of her fingers it was 

evident that she was beset with the ambition to surpass 

herself。



A knock came at the door; a quiet but peremptory 

knock; as of some one who would not be denied。



〃Go and see who it is;〃 said Sophie; 〃it may be 

something about the wine。〃



Richardson held a hurried conference with an 

invisible messenger at the door; when she returned there 

was noticeable a curious listlessness in place of her 

hitherto alert manner。



〃What is it?〃 asked Sophie。



〃The household servants have 'downed tools;' 

madame;〃 said Richardson。



〃Downed tools!〃 exclaimed Sophie; 〃do you mean to 

say they've gone on strike?〃



〃Yes; madame;〃 said Richardson; adding the 

information: 〃It's Gaspare that the trouble is about。〃



〃Gaspare?〃 said Sophie wanderingly; 〃the emergency 

chef!  The omelette specialist!〃



〃Yes; madame。  Before he became an omelette 

specialist he was a valet; and he was one of the strike…

breakers in the great strike at Lord Grimford's two years 

ago。  As soon as the household staff here learned that 

you had engaged him they resolved to ‘down tools' as a 

protest。  They haven't got any grievance against you 

personally; but they demand that Gaspare should be 

immediately dismissed。〃



〃But;〃 protested Sophie; 〃he is the only man in 

England who understands how to make a Byzantine omelette。  

I engaged him specially for the Duke of Syria's visit; 

and it would be impossible to replace him at short 

notice。  I should have to send to Paris

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