THE UNKNOWN MR. KENT
seemed startled when the doors leading to the corridor closed with a harsh clicking sound.
"You are Mr. Kent" suavely began Provarsk.
"Financial agent for John Rhodes, who loaned this kingdom five million dollars on my advice," the visitor finished the sentence, eyeing the usurper at the opposite end of the table.
Provarsk smiled sadly and shook his head, quite with a regretful air, but politely waited for his visitor to proceed.
"Dangerous man, this. Knows how to keep his mouth shut," was Kent's mental measurement. Aloud he said, "I came here in my employer's interests and was told at the very gates of the palace that the king had abdicated and that a distinguished Baron Provarsk now ruled in his stead, or at least was at present the head of the government."
He paused and watched the baron, who bit his lower lip, tried to keep from frowning, and mentally swore that he must find out which sentry had been so frank in statement and see that his case was amply attended to.
"I presume, therefore," continued the visitor, "that it is the Baron Provarsk I must interview concerning the state of indebtedness."
"That is true," replied the usurper. "And I am Baron Provarsk. Now that you are made
