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Updated: June 7, 2025
There must be no haste until you are ready for the race to Ganlook. Go, but for God's sake, do not harm her! And do not fail!" "Failure means more to us than to you, Michael," half whispered the hoarse Ostrom. "Failure means everything to me! I must have her!" Already the two hirelings were moving off toward the road that ran west of the castle grounds.
Besides, it is said that half the people of Ganlook have never looked upon your face." "I'm not surprised at that. The proportion is much smaller than I imagined. I have not visited Ganlook, strange as it may seem to you." "One of my company fell in with some of your guards from the Ganlook garrison day before yesterday. He learned that you were to reach that city within forty-eight hours.
He said, for one thing, that it was he who drove your highness's coach into Ganlook last evening, when everybody knows that I had full charge of the coach and horses." "You are very much mistaken, Gartz," she said, distinctly. He blinked his eyes. "Your highness," he gasped, "you surely remember " "Enough, sir. Franz drove the princess into Ganlook last night. He says so himself, does he not?"
"If I enter the Ganlook gates it will be the same as entering the gates of death," he protested. "Nonsense! You have a fever or you wouldn't talk like that. I can promise you absolute security." "You do not understand, your highness." "Nevertheless, you are going to a hospital," she firmly said. "You would die out here in the wilds, so what are the odds either way? Aunt Fanny, will you be careful?
"By the way, remind me to look up the Baron just as soon as we get back to town this evening." "If we ever get back!" muttered the unhappy Mr. Hobbs. Prophetic lamentation! In due time they rode into the sombre solitudes of Ganlook Gap and up to the Witch's glen. Here Mr. Hobbs balked. He refused to adventure farther than the mouth of the stony ravine.
Once more the memory of the clear gray eyes leaped into life; again he saw her asleep in the coach on the road from Ganlook; again he recalled the fervent throbs his guilty heart had felt as he looked upon this fair creature, at one time the supposed treasure of another man. Now she was Miss Calhoun, and her gray eyes, her entrancing smile, her wondrous vivacity were not for one man alone.
He had lost his way and had wandered all night in the forests. When Miss Tullis failed to return at nightfall, her brother, having in mind the mysterious disappearance of Truxton King and the flight of Countess Ingomede, was preparing to set forth in search of her. A telephone message from Ganlook, fifteen miles north of the city, came at seven o'clock, just as he was leaving the Castle.
"A transitory emotion, your highness, that is all," said he; but his hand trembled as he folded the paper. Bright and early the next morning the party was ready for the last of the journey to Edelweiss. Less than twenty miles separated Ganlook from the capital, and the road was in excellent condition. Beverly Calhoun, tired and contented, had slept soundly until aroused by the princess herself.
Valentine, overtopping and overlooking the green valleys below; he had seen the tower in which illustrious prisoners were reported to have been held; he had ridden over the King's Road to Ganlook and had stood on American bridges at midnight all the while wondering why he was there.
"Very well, since you are so eager to get rid of " began Beverly, and then stopped, for it did not sound particularly regal. "I should have said, you are very thoughtful. You will call me if I sleep late?" "We shall start early, with your permission. It is forty miles to Ganlook, and we must be half way there by nightfall." "Must we spend another night like this?" cried Beverly, dolefully.
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