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Updated: May 8, 2025
Prince Robin came unheralded and traversed the breadth of the continent without attracting more than the attention that is bestowed upon good-looking young men. Like his mother, nearly a quarter of a century before, he travelled incognito. But where she had used the somewhat emphatic name of Guggenslocker, he was known to the hotel registers as "Mr. R. Schmidt and servant."
Guggenslocker stared in a bewildered sort of manner at their niece. Then Aunt Yvonne turned questioning eyes toward her husband, who promptly bowed low before the tall American and said: "Your kind offices shall never be forgotten, sir. When are the ladies to be ready?"
"For what purpose? There must have been an urgent cause to bring you so far. You are not an American banker?" "I had intended to ask her to be my wife," he said, knowing that secrecy was useless and seeing a faint hope. "You did not find Miss Guggenslocker." "No. I have not found her." "And are you going home disappointed, Mr, Lorry, because she is not here?"
The visitors looked at one another in surprise. "If he knows our names on such short notice, he'll certainly know the Guggenslockers," said Anguish to his friend, in English. "Ah, you are looking for some one named Guggenslocker?" asked the Chief, smiling broadly and speaking excellent English. "You must not be surprised, gentlemen. I speak many languages.
"Does it pain you?" she asked, quickly. 'Not in the least. I was merely feeling to see if the cut were still there. Mr Mr. Guggenslocker, did the conductor object to holding the train?" he asked, remembering what the conductor had told him of the old gentleman's actions. "At first, but I soon convinced him that it should be held," said the other, quietly.
Allode, the sturdy guard, swung open the doors, drew the curtain, and stood aside for them to pass. Into the quiet hall she led him, a princess in a gown of gray, a courtier in tweeds. Inside the doors he paused. "And I thought you were Miss Guggenslocker," he said. She laughed with the glee of a child who has charmed and delighted through surprise.
Just as he was losing hope and was ready to groan with despair, the face beneath the sailor hat was turned squarely in his direction. A glaze obscured his eyes, a numbness attacked his brain. It was Miss Guggenslocker! Why was her name omitted from the passenger list? That question was the first to whirl through his addled brain.
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