Chapter 11 FIRST BLOOD

The Archduke knew where to find his Aide, so he waved aside the servant and went on to the billiard room.

"Don't mind me, boys," he said, as they sprang up; "go on with the deal-unless," motioning toward Bernheim's big pile of chips, "you want to be relieved of the beginner."

"Your Highness is ready to go?" Bernheim asked.

Armand nodded. "