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Surely there were enough concerned in that to supply at least one spy?" Bosko hesitated. He glanced surreptitiously at Alec's mother. "Things went wrong that day, monsieur," he said. "Information that ought to have reached the General was withheld."
Several panes of glass were starred with little round holes, mortar fell from the ceiling, and the crackle of shots below showed that revolvers were popular in Delgratz. But Felix had seen enough to set his shrewd wits working. "That man of yours is Bosko his name? is no fool," said he, when they had crept from the glass strewn area into the shelter of the stout wall.
"So I did, shouted 'Mark cock' when the first low one flew across. By gad! that's rather clever of you, Miss Vernon," he grinned. "I don't know how either of you can find it in your heart to jest about that dreadful adventure," said the Princess. "I lay awake for hours last night thinking of what might have happened if that man Bosko had not managed to get away and warn General Stampoff."
After a brief honeymoon in Devon they rejoined Mrs. Talbot, and the three sailed from Southampton, whither came Felix and Beaumanoir to bid them farewell. Bosko and Pauline were on the same ship.
The other joker is scared to death." "Bosko making a speech! Why, he never says anything but 'Oui, monsieur, or 'Non, monsieur, which is all the French he knows. Well, this is a day of wonders, anyhow." Neglecting the precautions he had insisted on a minute earlier, Alec himself went to the window and drew Joan with him.
The sight of him moved Alec to speak in that sonorous Serbian tongue which was already foreign to his own ears. "Do you like America, Bosko?" he said. The imperturbable one almost started; for it was long since he had heard any words in his own language. "Oui, monsieur," he said. "And would you go back to Delgratz if you had the opportunity?" "Non, monsieur."
Crossing the room to the table on which stood the lamp by whose light he had scribbled "Alexis R." on the papers intrusted to Bosko, he opened the envelop, which bore in Joan's handwriting the simple superscription, "Alec," and began to read: MY DEAR ONE: When Pauline gives you this, I shall have left you forever. I am going from Delgratz, and I shall never see you again.
Pardon me one moment, while I attend to her." Alec unlocked the door. The laconic Bosko returned his all sufficing "Oui, monsieur," to the request that he would bring Mademoiselle Joan's French maid to Princess Delgrado, since it was in Alec's mind that Pauline might be discreet. Prince Michael, Beliani, Marulitch, and Nesimir had already formed themselves into a whispering group.
"Not you, but he, must provide for the future good government in Kosnovia." "Thanks, Beaumanoir," he added, turning from the discomfited trio with a carelessness that showed they gave him no further concern. "Better be off now and get ready. Bosko, mount guard outside the door! Then he busied himself about the room, followed by vengeful eyes.
Realizing that the Frenchwoman would meet Bosko in a minute or two when he went out with the signed papers, and could then make known her wish to speak to the King if such was her intention, Alec bent over the table and began to peruse several departmental decrees hurriedly.
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