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Updated: June 7, 2025
"We understand fully how it is to be done, and we shall get her to Ganlook on time," said Geddos, confidently. "Not a hair of her head must be harmed," cautioned the arch-conspirator. "In four days I shall meet you at Ganlook. You will keep her in close confinement until you hear from me. Have you the guard's uniforms that you are to wear to-night?"
Lorry," said Beverly, with proper pride. "Baron Dangloss, your minister of police, is in these mountains watching the operations of Axphain scouts and spies." "Is he? You are very well posted, it seems." "Moreover, the Axphainians are planning to attack Ganlook upon the first signal from their ruler.
The next morning, with Colonel Quinnox and a small escort, Beverly Calhoun set off in one of the royal coaches for Ganlook, accompanied by faithful Aunt Fanny. She carried the order from Baron Dangloss and a letter from Yetive to the Countess Rallowitz, insuring hospitality over night in the northern town.
Squads of men were sent without delay into the hills and valleys to call the panic-stricken, wavering farmers into the fold. John Tullis headed the company that struck off into the well-populated Ganlook district. Marlanx, as if realising the nature of the movement in the hills, began a furious assault on the gates leading to the Castle.
Your royal hand alone can turn aside the inevitable. Alas, I am helpless and know not what to do." Beverly Calhoun sat very straight and silent beside the misguided Baldos. After all, it was not within her power to protect him. She was not the princess and she had absolutely no influence in Ganlook. The authorities there could not be deceived as had been these ignorant men of the hills.
A man who stood in the tobacconist's shop on the station platform smiled quietly to himself as the train pulled out. Then he walked briskly away. It was Peter Brutus, the lawyer. A most alluring trap had been set for John Tullis! The party that had gone to Ganlook Gap in charge of Count Vos Engo returned at nightfall, no wiser than when it left the barracks at noon.
"Ask if Baron Dangloss is in Ganlook, and, if he is, command them to take me to him immediately," she whispered to Baldos, a sudden inspiration seizing her. She would lay the whole matter before the great chief of police, and trust to fortune. Her hand fell impulsively upon his and, to her amazement, it was as cold as ice. "What is the matter?" she cried in alarm.
She arrived safely in Ganlook not an hour since." "Really? Oh, Baron Dangloss, where is she?" excitedly cried the American girl. "For the night she is stopping with the Countess Rallowitz. A force of men, but not those whom you met at the gates, has just been dispatched at her command to search for you in the lower pass.
He kissed her hand, and the two stood aside to let the coach roll on into the dusky shadows that separated them from the gates of Ganlook, old Franz still driving the only one of the company left to serve his leader to the very end. "Well, we have left them," muttered Baldos, as though to himself. "I may never see them again never see them again. God, how true they have been!"
"Baron Dangloss believes he has a clue a meager and unsatisfactory one, he admits and to-day sent officers to Ganlook to investigate the actions of a strange man who was there last week, a man who styled himself the Count of Arabazon, and who claimed to be of Vienna. Some Austrians had been hunting stags and bears in the north, however, and it is possible he is one of them."
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