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He says your friend Donovan has bought the island of Salissa from that picturesque blackguard King Konrad Karl. I wonder if that can be true. Goldsturmer says he has it on the best authority." "Those 'best authorities'," said Gorman, "are invariably liars. I have known scores of them."
That's all I was told. But I happened to find out what von Moll's orders were. He was to land those cisterns in Salissa. I satisfied myself that they were here as soon as I arrived with you on the Ida. Von Moll concealed them very well; but he was a bit careless in other ways. He seems to have lived in the palace while he was here and he left some papers lying about, torn up but not burnt.
I saw it directly I met you." "Then you'd better let me help. We'll see if we can't catch Smith at some little game." There is no doubt that the Donovans owed their comfort on Salissa very largely to Smith, the ship's steward, who had entered their service at the last moment, and, as it seemed, accidentally. Donovan would never have achieved the rest and quiet he desired without Smith.
The sight of Salissa always annoyed him. The position of the German steamer irritated him vehemently. She lay dangerously near the cliffs in a position in which no seaman would willingly put his ship. She was absurdly moored with four anchors. She was occupied in a perfectly incomprehensible manner. No man likes to be puzzled by things which it is his business to understand.
"Then," said the King, "she was like a bee, making lines for Salissa." "She did pretty well," said Gorman, "considering that she could only get a fishing boat for the last part of the journey. I wonder she got here so soon. But look here, you know it seems a beastly thing to say, but " Here Donovan roused himself.
Donovan repeated the invitation which Gorman had given in his name, and pressed the King to treat the palace as his own during his stay in Salissa. The King accepted the invitation with profuse thanks. Donovan rang a bell which lay on the table beside him. "I'll tell Smith," he said, "to get your luggage ashore right now and fix up a room for you." I have always admired Smith.
It was impossible, indeed, to buy clothes on Salissa. But it was not impossible to accept presents from the Queen's ample wardrobe. A great deal of interesting fitting and altering was done, and in the end Madame had an ample trousseau. The Queen, with the help of Smith, made an immense and splendid wedding cake. It was Konrad Karl who created difficulties.
Salissa is a free state, though not a republic; but there's liable to be some delay if you wait for a train." "You nasty beasts!" said Miss Daisy. "You've spoiled the whole thing now by being cats. Just when everything was beautiful and I was so happy. I'd like to tell you what I think of you all. Oh, I do wish Mr. Phillips was here. He'd Oh, father, would you? I'm sure you could." Mr.
Smith was and may still be the head of the Intelligence Department of Salissa. Information about his doings would be particularly valuable to the enemy. But I may say that a marriage took place between Lieutenant-Commander Maurice Phillips, R.N.R., and a lady described as "Daisy, daughter of William Peter Donovan, Esq." A bishop officiated.
Donovan was at breakfast, attended by Smith, and flatly refused to stir. Captain Wilson, satisfied that the island lay just where he expected it, left the bridge and joined Mr. Donovan. Miss Daisy and Mr. Phillips stood together, their eyes fixed on the island. Salissa is a beautiful island and had the good fortune to look its best when its new queen saw it. The sky was cloudless.
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