Already Devonshire Park was beginning to be talked about. It was wonderful how the daily press got to the root of things. Hubert caught sight of more than one contents bill as he drove home that alluded to the strange epidemic.
Dr. Label joined Hubert presently in Mrs. Fillingham’s home, rubbing his huge hands together. He knew nothing of the new dramatic developments. He asked where Hubert had been spending his time.
“Trying to save the life of your friend, the Emperor of Asturia,” Hubert said. “He was here yesterday with Fillingham, and, though he seems well enough at present, he may have the disease on him now. What do you think of that?”
Hubert waited to see the great man stagger before the blow. Label smiled and nodded as he proceeded to light a cigarette.
“Good job too,” he said.
