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This was the Princess Karacsay. Several times he had called to see her, but she had always put off her promised explanation on some plea or another. Instead of attending strictly to the business which had brought them together, she made herself agreeable to Giles too agreeable he thought, for he had by this time got it into his head that Olga Karacsay was in love with him.
Here a surprise, and not a very agreeable one, awaited him. He reached his house just in time to dress for dinner, and found a letter, which had been delivered by hand. It was from Olga Karacsay, and announced that she and her mother were stopping at the village inn. She asked Giles to come over that evening, as she wished to introduce him to the elder Princess.
"Because I am sure we shall find Miss Anne in the Priory. I shall arrest Denham, and you can place the lady in charge of some friend, or send her up to her mother, the Princess Karacsay. By the way, how does she come to be the mother?" "It's a long story. The Princess was married twice, first to George Franklin, of Jamaica, and secondly to Prince Karacsay.
When she excused herself, she was weak and exhausted, and he dreaded lest when she recovered she should begin to persecute him again. But after all, as he reflected, it really did not much matter. The future of Anne was taken out of her hands, and the Princess Karacsay would not permit Olga to play fast and loose with Anne's happiness.
"Ah, no" she made a pretty gesture of annoyance "you must to-night call me Olga " "I should not think of taking such a liberty," said Giles quickly. Olga pouted. "Then, Mademoiselle Olga," said she, "my mother you must call the Princess Karacsay. Will you allow me, Mr. Ware, to present you to my mother?"
Of course I thought then that Denham was really her father. I asked Morley why he did not deliver the message himself, for he knew that Miss Denham had come to town with the Princess Karacsay." "How the deuce did he know that?" wondered Giles. "Well, you see, sir, Mr. Morley was a detective at one time, and he always finds out what he desires."
And she was always Anne's friend, being particularly triumphant over the fact that she had never believed her to be guilty. "And I hope," said Mrs. Parry generally, "that every one will believe what I say in the future;" which every one afraid of her tongue pretended to do. Giles and Anne were married from the castle of Prince Karacsay, in Styria.
But I should like to know what that Princess Karacsay has to do with the matter." He worried all that evening, and finally went to see Franklin about the matter. But he got scanty satisfaction from him. Franklin denied that Anne had ever been in his house, and told Morley to mind his own business.
Giles was glad that his good fortune had led him to meet this true friend of the woman he loved. He was also glad that he had been so open with her about his passion, else she might not have sent him to the Princess Karacsay. As the name came into his mind he glanced down at the paper, which he still held. The address of Anne's friend was "42, Gilbert Mansions, Westminster."
He knew that Anne was with the Princess Karacsay. "If these were the old days," he said, "I'd wire to London to have the house of those Hungarian women searched. I wonder what they have to do with the matter? Humph! Anne killed Daisy. Is it worth while to try and trace her?" This speech was made to Mrs. Morley, and the pale woman gave a decided negative.
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