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He does not know that I know, and I would not have you tell him." "Tell me, Yolanda," demanded Castleman, "what has passed between you and this Sir Max?" "Nothing, uncle, save that I know ah, uncle, there is nothing. God pity me, there can be nothing.
Farewell, Monsieur de Rose. Your news indeed is bad your news of war." Castleman urged "Last Week" to an unwonted pace, and drew rein beside Yolanda. I followed slowly, and unintentionally overhead him say: "Your father will soon be in Peronne. The duke leaves Ghent within a day or two." "Holy Virgin!" cried Yolanda, excitedly. "We must make all haste, good uncle.
Hereafter we must travel night and day. We must double our retinue at Strasburg and hasten forward regardless of danger and fatigue. I wish we were across Lorraine and well out of Metz. If this war begins, Lorraine will surely turn upon Burgundy." "I begged you not to come upon this journey," said Castleman, complainingly. "I know you did, uncle," returned Yolanda, repentantly.
I had dined at the emperor's table in Vienna; I had lived in Italy; I had sojourned in the East, where luxuries are most valued and used, but I had never partaken of a more delicious supper than that which I ate at the house of my rich burgher friend, George Castleman.
"Why do you believe so, uncle?" she asked nervously. "Because he has waited all his life for this untoward event to happen." "Preparations should be made to receive him," said Yolanda. "Ah, yes," replied Castleman, "but Burgundy's army is scattered to the four winds. It has given its blood for causes in which its heart was not.
"What is that to you?" I asked, putting on a bold front, though I feared our mule-leaders would make but a sorry fight should we come to blows. "That depends on what you have," responded our swart friend, coolly. "Whatever you have, so much it is to us." "What will you take in gold, my good man, and let us go our way in peace with our cargo of silks?" asked Castleman.
If she were not the princess, some other great catastrophe, hinted by Castleman and dreaded by Yolanda, might happen; and it is well for disinterested persons to remain away from the scene of impending trouble. Aside from all these good reasons for cutting short our journey to Peronne, was the fact that our motive for going there had ceased to exist.
I went out for the team and after the second practice I was put into the scrimmage. I was greatly impressed with the game and continued for the afternoon practice, and played at tackle in the first game of the season. In four years of winning football I became acquainted with such wonderful athletes as Riley Castleman and Walter Runge of the Colgate Varsity team.
"I would gladly have given it to you, Fräulein," answered Max, "had I supposed you could use it on the duke's marshes. Only nobles practise the royal sport of falconry." Yolanda glanced quickly from Max to Castleman, turned her face to the bird upon her shoulder, and said, with a touch of dignity: "We receive small favors from court once in a while, don't we, uncle?
If he should learn that she had been absent from Peronne on this journey, even though she reached home before her father, Castleman would probably lose his head for the crime of taking her, and all concerned in the journey might meet with evil fortune. Any of these catastrophes might occur if she were the princess.
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