Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 315: what you’re looking at

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HER ROYAL LOVER. 307 CHAPTER XLITI. THE DUEL. While these frightful misfortunes were accumu- lating upon the unfortunate Najeska Ivanowna, events no less tragical were embracing in their iron circle the two men who had so much and so fatally loved her. One evening, when Waldemar de Heiligenthal had returned home at a late hour, his servant informed him that since an hour already two gentle- man had awaited him. At this apparently very simple news, the count, however, became very pale. Despite himself, an emotion, similar to that which one experiences in the great crises of life, startled him greatly. He knew that since two days the Prince de Mineleko had achieved his distant mission with which his government had purposely charged him, in order to remove him from Thessaly during the first ebullitions of the rage which after the loss of his suit was boiling hot and dangerous within him. These gentlemen were certainly sent by him. Feeling his throat contract and appre- hending weakness at a moment in which energy would be most essential to him, he went to a buffet and swallowed at one gulp a large glass of Spanish wine. Arrived in the little study in which the visitors had been introduced, he found himself with Prince Gariatinski and another secretary of the Caucasian Embassy, who were *both to change their post, one to rejoin Prince de Mineleko, who was Eomichboo “SiG