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Updated: July 5, 2025
The smell of rain was in the air, and there was a closeness in the atmosphere which made the effort of breathing a conscious one. It was still early as Frina Mavrodin was driven rapidly homeward. She left the palace immediately after her conversation with the King. The few hours before to-morrow were best spent alone.
"For an English Captain named Ellerey," was the answer. "I said that no such person visited here at any time, but they would not believe me, and searched the whole house." "And found " "No one, Countess." The man was wise; he said no more before the other servants. "I will complain to his Majesty," Frina answered, and then she went quickly to the apartments occupied by the Princess Maritza.
Something tells me that he will come. Wait until then, Maritza. That door," Frina went on, pointing to one which was hardly discernible from the panelled walls of the room, "opens into a passage which leads to a small building by the river, where there is only rubbish. No one is likely to search there. Hannah has the key, and it is a way of escape if they come to this house.
Frina Mavrodin remembered, as though they had been noted down in one continuous story, everything Captain Ellerey had ever said to her, and the manner in which he had said it.
No one had seen Captain Ellerey; indeed, few people appeared to know him, or to have heard of him. This Lord Cloverton did not believe. He thought he recognized Frina Mavrodin's influence at work in such ignorance. It was on the following day that Monsieur De Froilette called at the Embassy, and was shown into Lord Cloverton's room.
"Yes, it was splendid, as you say. What more, Dumitru?" "The friend of the Englishman was killed, I think. He was of the Embassy. There will be much questioning over the affair." "The Baron's folly is likely to ruin us," said the Princess. "There is still Captain Ellerey," said Frina. Dumitru looked at the Princess, the slightest flicker in his eyes attracting her attention.
"Welcome, Captain," he whispered. "Is all well?" "Sleeping," was the low answer. Frina opened the door softly, and then she motioned Ellerey to enter; but he came no farther than the threshold. The Princess lay on a couch sleeping peacefully, dreaming pleasantly it may be, for her lips were half parted in a smile.
Some political malcontents among them have been banished, but many have been pardoned, and go in and out of the city unmolested. The Court is still a brilliant one, but in these days there is no woman there as beautiful as Frina Mavrodin, and Lord Cloverton is no longer British Ambassador.
"This is a safer retreat for me, is it?" said Maritza, glancing round the room when Hannah had closed the door. "It is a corner of your house I do not know, Frina. Thanks for your great care of me. It is not long that I shall trouble you." "What do you mean?" "Mean! Why, that the days for sitting idly down to wait are over.
His master returned to-day, and to-night I found Monsieur De Froilette and Lord Cloverton in confidential conversation. When two men who hate each other as they do, agree, it is time to prepare for the storm. You must remain an absolute prisoner here for a while." "I am tired of inactivity." "You will not have to wait long," Frina answered.
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