The Duke Of Olympia Meets His Match - Plot & Excerpts
His Grace, the Duke of Olympia, who happened to be crossing the threshold of the first-class saloon at that moment, felt the triumphant surge of the engines through the soles of his shoes and smiled. A casual observer––say, one of that multitude of well-bred faces turned hopefully toward the new arrival––might safely presume his smile was one of pleasure. They would presume wrong. “Is it quite necessary to accommodate so many Americans on board, Mr. Simmons?” he said to the first officer, by way of greeting. “I am afraid so, Your Grace,” said the Mr. Simmons, who had excused himself from his companions and traveled across the length of the saloon at utmost speed to greet this particular passenger. “They have a great deal of money, you see, and a steamship of ten thousand gross tonnage is the very devil to supply and maintain. To say nothing of the cost of coal.” His Grace cast an arch gaze over the assembly.
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