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"Has Herr Wentworth any idea of the affair?"
"It is not possible. What would be his object in keeping it a secret?"
"Still, it is a grave matter, and without precedent. We must move
carefully. You understand that there was no knowledge of another
child, only rumor; and then it was believed to be an hallucination of
the mother, whose mind was not very strong."
"Do you believe," I asked, "that two persons born of different
parentage, in different lands, may resemble each other as these two do?"
"No. I shall let you know what stand I'll take when I have seen them
together. And what will His Majesty say?" he mused. "I'm afraid the
matter will assume many complications. And I might add that you seem
particularly interested."
A slight warmth came into my cheeks.
"Your Excellency understands that a journalist always takes great
interest in affairs of this sort," was my rejoinder.
"Yes, yes!" pleasantly. "But this so-called sister; has she not lived
most of her life in America, your own country?"
"Your Excellency," said I, honestly, "whether she regains her own or
not is immaterial to me, from a personal standpoint.
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