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the ghostbreaker a novel based upon the play by charles goddard and paul dickey this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org chapter 11 when the ship comes in back in his stateroom warren was pouring with renewed interest over the timetables between liverpool london paris and madrid seguro was on the main line from the french capital to the principal one of spain as he made various penciled memoranda upon a page in his leather notebook the telephone bell tinkled he answered and heard the voice of the princess can you see me at once on the promenade deck by my door yes goodbye in a few moments he was talking to her in the dark all the lights of her suite were out the girl was very nervous i have a paper which nita found upon the floor it was crumpled it must have fallen from the pocket of my cousin when he fell i want to give you back that belt mr jarvis for i have heard before of some of the wager debts of carlos it is safer with you let me know what you think about this paper and tell me tomorrow morning we are due in port late in the evening you know i will there may be something in which i wish your help as well your highness i have made up my mind to reach saguro before the duke for many reasons the girl caught his hand impetuously you don't fear for your life before you get there do you she asked softly i want you to help me in my castle that is our bargain but i know you better than i did when we met in new york i don't want you to run too big a risk for me until the great trial comes do be careful now a thrill sent the kentuckian's head reeling for an instant at the unexpected touch of those warm electric fingers then he caught himself your vassal is still ambitious for promotion but he will not fight the windmills of spain on an old mule like don quixote he prefers modern methods such as dynamite and other pleasant little novelties he pressed her hand with a returning warmth slipped the belt about him and started down the promenade deck again something prompted him to step into the black shadow of a companion way as a figure crossed beneath an electric overhead lamp far forward on the deck he waited the figure approached noiselessly it was the duke he was wearing slippers with felt souls apparently for his steps caused no sound jarvis watched him with a strange misgiving a fear not for himself yet he deemed it wiser to wait for developments up and down the deck paced the nervous noiseless figure at last the duke returned and disappeared from view through the door by which he had entered the kentuckian's view i wonder what that means thought jarvis perhaps he is having a fight with his conscience just as i have been doing as he watched the speeding waves racing past the great vassal as it seemed for so steady was the swift advance of the ship that it seemed they were on dry land rather than the boundless expanse of the depths here i am after all my education all the work of years to advance myself running away from my own country an escaped gunman just like an east side thug in the comfortable calm of the shipboard life with unfamiliar scenes away from the reminders of his tragedy at meadowgreen it did not now seem a fine thing that he had done man was not normally a destroyer of his own kind and his fine instincts were asserting themselves yet after all despite his vow to his father this had been actual self-defense the other had fired the first shot he had planned to trap him with a decoy and in the end it was survival of the fittest these thoughts had been frequently in his mind but he had resolutely driven them from him now they were nearing another port a great commercial crossways of the travel world here again he was coming within the grasp of the law he was not too certain that all had been given up in that questioning pursuit of the princess and her party that broken door lock might...