THE UNKNOWN MR. KENT
think of this?" he cried, thrusting a paper toward the American.
Kent took it, said, "Have a seat, Your Majesty," and read. It was a proclamation with all official seals and form, calling upon the inhabitants, and especially those employed in the manganese mines, to assemble in the Market Place at eleven o'clock of that day, where communications of the utmost importance to their welfare and the welfare of the state would be made. Kent read it slowly to himself, gave a wry twist to his mouth, and looked at his visitor.
"I observe," he said, with quiet meaning, "that it does not end quite as royal decrees customarily do. It does not bear the words 'God save the King.'"
The king, who had been twisting impatiently on his chair, exclaimed, "No, it doesn't. I noted that point."
"When did this appear?" the American asked, recalling the hour when the attack had been made on him.
"It was posted up by the chancellor's orders between one and two o'clock this morning. The guard told me so."
"The guard, then, was friendly?"
"Yes, and very much distressed. He apologised to me, and said that he could but obey his
