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Updated: May 17, 2025
"Your head is better?" "It does not pain me as it did, and I'm sure I'll be able to get out to-morrow. Thank you very much for your interest," said Lorry. "May I inquire after the health of the Countess Halfont? The excitement of last night has not had an unpleasant effect, I hope." "She is with the Princess, and both are quite well.
I hate all but you and Count Halfont and Baron Dangloss," which left but one condemned. "And Baldos?" added Yetive, patting her hand. "I wish you'd be sensible," cried Beverly, most ungraciously, and Yetive's soft laugh irritated her. "How long had you been listening to us?" "Not so much as the tiniest part of a minute," said Yetive, recalling another disastrous eavesdropping.
Count Halfont was with them, begging them to remain, as he could see no reason for the sudden leave-taking. Lorry assured him that they had trespassed long enough on the Court's hospitality, and that he would feel much more comfortable at the hotel. Anguish looked narrowly at his friend's face, but said nothing. He was beginning to understand. "Let us walk to the gates.
"In what respect," asked Lorry, beginning to understand. "In all respects. I didn't have the slightest sign of proof against the festive Prince." "And you you did all that 'on a bluff'?" gasped the other. "Do I understand you to say that you have no evidence against Gabriel?" asked Halfont, dumbfounded. "Not a particle." "But you said his confederate had confessed," protested Dangloss.
"I wonder what your august vagabond thinks of his princess and her ladies-in-hiding?" mused Harry Anguish. The Count and Countess Halfont were smiling in spite of the assault upon the dignity of the court. "I'd give anything to know what he really thinks," said the real princess. "Oh, Beverly, wasn't it awful? And how he marched us out of that room!"
Ganlook, an ancient stronghold, had been taken without a struggle by a handful of men. The Countess's husband was even now confined in his own castle under guard. The news was staggering. Count Halfont had based his strongest hopes on the assistance that would naturally come from the villages.
The court physician assured him that he would be incapacitated for several days, but that in a very short time his wound would lose the power to annoy him in the least. The Count and Countess Halfont, Anguish and others came to cheer him and to make his surroundings endurable. Still he was dissatisfied, even unhappy.
The doors swung open, the curtains parted and the Princess entered. She was supported by the arm of her tall uncle, Caspar of Halfont. As she advanced to the throne, calm and stately, those assembled bent knee to the fairest woman the eye ever had looked upon. The calm, proud exterior hid the most unhappy of hearts.
In an instant the American's blood boiled; his manner changed like a flash; blind, unreasoning bravado succeeded embarrassment. He faced Count Halfont coolly, almost impudently. "I think I was unfortunate enough to add that your men were going about it well, like amateurs," he said, with a frank smile. "I meant no offense."
And as the hours went by Count Halfont font came in and, sitting beside Grenfall, begged his pardon and asked him to forget the deception that had been practiced in the United States. He explained the necessity for traveling incognito at that time. After which the Count entered a plea for Her Royal Highness, who had expressed contrition and wished to be absolved.
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