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His eyes met those of the Iron Count and did not waver, although his face went white with passion. "And who are you, sir?" he asked in cold, steely tones. The count almost reeled. "Your superior officer that should be enough for you!" he half hissed with deadly levelness. "Oh, then I see no reason why I should not salute you, sir," said Baldos, with one of his rare smiles.
You know a princess has many trials in life." "Not the least of which is womanhood." "Baldos," she said after a long pause. Something very disagreeable had just rushed into her brain. "Have you been forgetting all this time that the Princess Yetive is the wife of Grenfall Lorry?" "It has never left my mind for an instant. From the bottom of my heart I congratulate him.
" but he is in a position to give the most valuable information to an enemy. An officer has just informed me that Baldos missed not a detail in regard to the armament, or the location of vital spots in the construction of the fortress." "But he wouldn't be so base as to use his knowledge to our undoing," cried Yetive seriously. "We only know that he is not one of us.
And, above all, what were the contents of the messages exchanged? Were they of a purely personal nature, or did they comprehend injury to the principality of Graustark? Beverly could not, in her heart, feel that Baldos was doing anything inimical to the country he served, and yet her duty and loyalty to Yetive made it imperative that the transaction should be reported at once.
"We want to go to a hospital," Beverly had said to the driver, very much as she might have spoken had she been in Washington. She was standing bravely beside the forewheel, her face flushed and eager. Baldos, from his serene position on the cushions, watched her with kindling eyes. The grizzled driver grinned and shook his head despairingly. "Oh, pshaw! You don't understand, do you?
The guard came up with a rush just as Marlanx released her arm and fell away with a muttered imprecation. "Your highness!" cried Baldos, who had witnessed everything. "Are you afraid to die?" she demanded briefly; and clearly. "No!" "That is all," she said, suddenly calm. "I merely wanted to prove it to Count Marlanx." Tact had come to her relief most opportunely.
Both men stared at her. "My ears are excellent," said Marlanx stiffly. "I fancy Baldos's must be even better, for he heard me," said Beverly, herself once more. The shadow of a smile crossed the face of the guard. "He is impertinent, insolent, your highness. You will report to me tomorrow, sir, at nine o'clock in Colonel Quinnox's quarters. Now, go!" commanded the count. "Wait a minute, Baldos.
The dark looks of the men were softened when the arm of the princess went about the stranger and drew her close. "Bah! Some wanton or other!" sneered Marlanx. "But a pretty one, by the gods. Baldos has always shown his good taste," Baldos glared at him like a tiger restrained. "Before God, you will have those words to unsay," he hissed.
I am not a spy," said Baldos, looking down into the eyes of the slender boyish figure who stood beside the princess. "It is better that I should die, however," he went on bitterly. "Life will not be worth living without you. You would not give yourself to the lowly, humble hunter, so I " "I will marry you, Paul. I love you. Can't anything be done to "
At times she was impelled to disclose her true identity, but discretion told her that deception was her best safeguard. Late in the afternoon of the second day the front axle of the coach snapped in two, and a tedious delay of two hours ensued. Baldos was strangely silent and subdued. It was not until the misfortune came that Beverly observed the flushed condition of his face.
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