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Barney told her all that had transpired in the king's apartments at Blentz before she had been conducted to the king's presence. "And Leopold is there now?" she asked. "He is there," replied Barney, "and he is to be shot in the morning." "Gott!" exclaimed the girl. "What are we to do?"
"Your highness," he blurted, "the king's commands have been disregarded the American is to be shot tomorrow. I have just escaped from Blentz. Peter is furious. He realizes that whether the Austrians win or lose, his standing with the king is gone forever. "In a fit of rage he has ordered that Mr.
I shall not hesitate to use threats to get it, and I rather imagine that he will be in such a terror-stricken condition that he will assent to any terms for his release from Blentz. If he gives me such a paper, Emma, will you marry me?" Perhaps there never had been a stranger proposal than this; but to neither did it seem strange. For two years each had known the love of the other.
"Where is the er ah sanatorium?" he blurted out at last. "The what?" she asked. "There is no sanatorium near here, your majesty, unless you refer to the Castle of Blentz." "Is there no asylum for the insane near by?" "None that I know of, your majesty." For a while they moved on in silence, each wondering what the other might do next. Barney had evolved a plan.
The escort rode a short distance behind the girl, and they were hard put to it to hold the mad pace which she set them. A few miles from Tann the road forks. One branch leads toward the capital and the other winds over the hills in the direction of Blentz. The fork occurs within the boundaries of the Old Forest. Great trees overhang the winding road, casting a twilight shade even at high noon.
"You are a very brave young lady," he said earnestly. "If all the mad king's subjects were as loyal as you, and as brave, he would not have languished for ten years behind the walls of Blentz." "I am a Von der Tann," she said proudly, as though that was explanation sufficient to account for any bravery or loyalty.
"He has been arrested as a Serbian spy, and military passes in your name were found upon his person together with the papers of an American newspaper correspondent, which he claims to be. He is charged with being Stefan Drontoff, whom we long have been anxious to apprehend. Do you chance to know anything about him, Prince Peter?" "Yes," replied Peter of Blentz, "I know him well by sight.
Tomorrow, Kramer tells me, Peter of Blentz is to have himself crowned as king in the cathedral at Lustadt. "Will you sit supinely by and see another rob you of your kingdom, and then continue to rob and throttle your subjects as he has been doing for the past ten years? No, you will not.
And now came the rumor that Leopold of Lutha had escaped the Castle of Blentz and was roaming somewhere in the wild mountains or ravines upon the opposite side of the plain of Lustadt. Peter of Blentz was filled with rage and, possibly, fear as well. "I tell you, Coblich," he cried, addressing his dark-visaged minister of war, "there's more than coincidence in this matter. Someone has betrayed us.
"After you escaped the entire personnel of the garrison here was changed, even the old servants to a man were withdrawn and others substituted. You will have difficulty in again escaping, for those who aided you before are no longer here." "There is no man in the castle of Blentz who has ever seen the king?" asked Barney. "None who has seen him before tonight," replied Maenck.
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