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Updated: June 9, 2025
This much I will say to you: You need have no fear whatever for Miss Atheson. I can assure you that there is no good reason in the world why a detective should be watching her. Miss Atheson is everything that she looks." "I am confident of that," said Mark. "Otherwise I should not have spoken to you." "Then," said the priest, "suppose we go now to our engagement at Killimaga."
I should wish to have that known to the public. This afternoon we shall give to the press the sad story of the visit to America of Her Royal Highness, under strict incognito. Her friend, Miss Atheson, was of course awaiting the arrival of the Grand Duchess, having come down in advance.
He saw the tall young Englishman at his desk, in front of him the portrait of a charming child. "My niece," he had said. "She's a winsome little thing. I miss her sorely." He recalled, too, how someone had related the romance of Edgar Atheson, who had later become Grand Duke of Ecknor. Donald Murray had been strangely silent, he remembered.
She was taken for Ruth Atheson; and Ruth Atheson, by your detectives, was taken for the Grand Duchess Carlotta. Indeed," and here Ruth smiled, "she was very much taken in an auto, and as far as Washington. You propose now to take her still farther. The Grand Duchess would know, ten minutes after it happened, of my abduction, and she would guess who was responsible.
As soon as you are ready to receive Miss Atheson, she shall leave the Ministry where, as you understand, she has been an honored guest." The impetuous Saunders broke out: "Your Excellency means an honored prisoner." But Father Murray stepped into the breach. "Not at all, Saunders," he said, "not at all." Then he turned to the Minister. "Miss Atheson has been an honored guest at the Ministry.
But there was no cause for alarm; Father Murray was only overcome by his efforts and the blow. In half an hour he was helping again, Mark and Saunders watching closely, in fear that he might lift the blanket that covered the face of Ruth Atheson. When Father Murray came to where she had been placed in the train, Mark put his hand on the priest's arm. "Don't, please, Father.
Many times in Europe I have been subjected to annoyance because of the resemblance. I know the Grand Duchess very well, but my name is Ruth Atheson." The tolerant smile never left the face of the Minister. "Your Highness shall have it as you wish. I am satisfied with the resemblance. Since you left San Sebastian there has been scarcely a minute that you have not been under surveillance.
His wife had taken a genuine liking to Ruth, and the man himself was more than half convinced that she was all she claimed to be, but he wasn't free to release her. He now wants to make reparation but he wants also to support the idea that Ruth Atheson was only the friend of the dead Duchess and, therefore, that the Duchess is really dead.
"I do not need to see your papers, Mr. Griffin," Father Murray answered. "I am satisfied with you, especially since Miss Atheson owes something to you. Will you mind if I do not discuss the matter with you further now?" "Not at all, Father Murray. I do not ask for information that you feel you should not give."
Mark was uneasy under the gaze of them, but strangely glad. He wanted to go and yet to stay; but he knew that it was proper to go. Father Murray walked with him to the end of the lawn. "There was nothing serious in the matter to which Miss Atheson referred, Mr. Griffin?" he said. "No one offered insult?" He was plainly anxious. "Not at all," answered Mark. "I think the man only wanted to stare.
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