Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 88: what you’re looking at

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80 | HER ROYAL LOVER. “T advise you, madam,” said he, stiffly, “to wash that marble. The investigating magistrate and the police, when they arrive, will make undoubtedly a domiciliary visit.” The princess obeyed. Going to her toilet-table, she returned with a brush covered with soap. It was in trembling like a leaf that she accomplished her task, which fully succeeded. At the end of a few moments there remained no trace of the blood. Mineleko, almost as agitated as she, left the princess to repair to the corpse. Some minutes after, the commissary arrived, followed by a multi- tude of idlers, for, even at the residence, the curious abound and spring up everywhere when a sensa- tional event is in question. The rabble remained, to be sure, massed before the entrance door, which was closed upon them. “Permit no one whatever from without to pene- trate either in the garden or in the palace,” said the commissary; and to assure himself that his orders will be faithfully executed, he places police before all the exits. This arrangement of force and of pre- cautions was not unnecessary, for the crowd which was increasing continually, became difficult to re- strain. I, accompanied by a physician who had been hastily summoned, the commissary, by whose side Mineleko was at present walking, followed by nearly all the servants of the embassy, proceeded toward the chamber whither Vassili and several other serv- ants had carried their inanimate comrade. Kassar was extended on his bed; a cloth piously thrown over the unfortunate victim, showed by its folds the rigid outlines of the corpse upon whose Eomicbooks,co