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 they understand anything of a high ambition or a splendid dream? Do you think that our gallant and sublime adventure has any appeal to them? Here am I, the last and greatest and most romantic of the Cæsars, and do you think they will miss the chance of hanging me like a dog if they can, killing me like a rat in a hole? And that renegade! He who was once an anointed king! "

"I hate that sort of eye that laughs and keeps hard," said the king.

"I won't sit still here and be caught like a fascinated rabbit,' said the king in conclusion. "We must shift those bombs."

"Risk it," said Pestovitch. "Leave them alone."

"No," said the king. "Shift them near the frontier. Then while they watch us here—they will always watch us here now—we can buy an aeroplane abroad, and pick them up"

The king was in a feverish, irritable mood all that evening, but he made his plans nevertheless with infinite cunning. They must get the bombs away; there must be a couple of atomic hay lorries, the bombs could be hidden under the hay Pestovitch went and came, instructing trusty servants, planning and replanning The king and the ex-king