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Updated: June 28, 2025
"And two on the stairs who have not yet recovered," said one. "He should be a good man, then, for a hazardous enterprise," and the woman bent down, holding the lantern low to look into Ellerey's face. Ellerey could see the eyes through the holes in the silk mask, but they told him nothing.
She was quite content that her fair fame should rest in his keeping. Now he was in danger. Whatever Lord Cloverton's aims might be, one thing was certain the city gates were closed against Ellerey's departure. Without warning he would almost certainly be taken. How could she help him? There was confusion at her door when the carriage stopped. Servants were in the hall expectantly awaiting her.
For a fraction of time they seemed to rest on everyone in turn, and to note something about them which would be stored up in the memory. "A ferret-eyed devil, monsieur, is it not so?" whispered De Froilette in Ellerey's ear after the Ambassador had passed. "He has already noted your presence, and will know all about you before he sleeps if he ever does sleep.
Captain Ellerey's ambition has flown high, even to the Countess Mavrodin.
If for a moment it had lightened her eyes, if the woman's power over the man defiantly proclaimed itself as she tore open her shirt to reveal the truth, it was gone more quickly, more completely, perhaps, than Ellerey's anger. The Princess was the first to break the silence. "You will not strike?" she said, closing the shirt again with hasty fingers. "Regrets are useless. I had hoped to succeed.
De Froilette bowed low as she passed out, but exchanged no word with her, nor did he attempt to follow her. Her coming and her going had evidently been prearranged for Ellerey's benefit. "I surprise you for the second time to-night," said De Froilette, as he closed the door. "Yes, I expected another woman Princess Maritza." De Froilette started at the name, and looked keenly at his companion.
With him return triumphantly to Sturatzberg, and if a rabble of rebellious soldiery, led away by traitors who are among us, stand in your way, I can trust Captain Ellerey's sword to cut a path through it. Will you unclasp the bracelet for me? the fastening is difficult." As she held out her arm the door opened, and the servant who had fetched Ellerey entered.
I will keep them off as long as I can." Ellerey whispered the same instructions to his second, and then, waiting until the crowd had fallen back for a moment, he suddenly rushed forward, using his sword and his clenched fist to force himself a passage. The crowd was taken by surprise, and a cloud hiding the moon at that moment was in Ellerey's favor.
The door opened again, and closed. Ellerey's back was toward it, and he did not turn. It was only a servant, probably, who would go away presently. "Desmond!" A few hurried steps, the quick rustle of a dress, and then a figure was kneeling by the couch, and a head was pillowed on his breast. "Desmond!" For a moment he did not speak; he could not.
"Such bluntness comes more directly at the heart of the matter than much diplomacy, and is more easily answered. I deny the charge." And then, turning to the King, she went on: "For my own protection I am constrained to tell you the purpose of Captain Ellerey's visit to me. He has quickly received the favor of one of the ladies of our Court, a favor for which I am in some measure responsible.
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