He Proves Himself Master of Men
to-day was appointed me aide, me second in command, and me successor in event of any misfortune of mine. As such, he is entitled to all rights as a member of the council."
"Appointments are not valid unless ratified by the council," objected Prince Felix, choking down his rage.
"It is not legal under your code, perhaps, monsieur," admitted O'Rourke fairly. "Ye will recall, however, that the Empire of the Sahara has no code as yet. The appointment is made by me, by me authority, and will stand, I warn ye, monsieur, whatever your objections!"
Monsieur le Prince rose slowly from his chair, toying with his wineglass.
"Monsieur," he drawled, his eyes narrowing, his white teeth showing through his snarl, "your words verge perilously upon insolence."
"If that be insolence," retorted O'Rourke sweetly, "ye' can make the most of it! … Be careful, monsieur! If ye throw that glass at me, I'll have ye put in irons!"
"Canaille!"
O'Rourke moved to one side, quickly; the wineglass shattered to a thousand fragments upon the wall behind him.
"Ye fool!" he cried, almost laughing. Now he had his man where he wanted him; he turned towards the companionway and whistled.
Upon that signal the three Turcos entered, and dashed down the steps, to halt at the bottom and salute O'Rourke.
"Arrest that man!" he told them, indicating Monsieur le Prince.
Lemercier, who had seemed stunned by the sudden turn of affairs, jumped to his feet with a cry of protest; but before it had passed his lips Prince Felix was helpless between two Turcos, a third at his back pinioning his arms.
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