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"But it's nonsense!" said Miss Lambart. "But what can you do?" said the Terror gently. "I'll chance the lèse-majesté!" cried Miss Lambart; and she sprang swiftly forward. The princess bolted into the cave and up it. Miss Lambart followed swiftly. The cave ended in a dim passage, ten feet down, the passage forked into three dimmer passages.
In the end it was decided that a motor-car should be procured from Rowington and that Miss Lambart should guide the archduke and the count to the entrance of the path to the knoll, the count should convey to the princess her father's command to return to the Grange, and if she should refuse to obey, he should haul her by force to the car.
His last words to her, as they stood on the edge of the drive, were: "Don't you stand so much nonsense from that baroness." Miss Lambart called again; the princess stepped into the drive and found her thirty yards away. The Terror slipped noiselessly away through the undergrowth. Miss Lambart turned at the sound of the princess' footsteps, and said: "Oh, here you are, Highness.
Miss Lambart frowned, and said in a doubtful tone: "I shan't be able to get a carriage or car without a tiresome fuss. They're very unpleasant people, you know. Could we take the baroness with us? She'll have to be carried in something." "Is she very fat?" "Very." "Then she'd never get to the place I have in mind," said Sir Maurice. "Is it very far? Couldn't we walk to it?"
It was certainly very pleasant to be walking with such a charming companion through such a charming country. As soon as they were free of the gardens Miss Lambart said eagerly: "Where are we going to? Where do you think the princess is?" "You've been here a month. Haven't you heard of the Dangerfield twins?" said Sir Maurice.
So it was settled; and Miss Lambart was busy for an hour collecting provisions, arranging that fresh provisions should be brought to the path to the knoll every morning and preparing and packing the fewest possible number of garments she would need during her stay. Then she bade the relieved archduke good-by; and set out in the Rowington car to the knoll.
Then he added in a more doubtful tone; "If only we can take them by surprise, which won't be so easy as it sounds." Miss Lambart feared that they were on a wild goose chase. But it was a very pleasant wild goose chase; she was very well content to be walking with him through this pleasant sunny land. When presently he turned the talk to matters more personal to her, she liked it better still.
"Yes; there is that," said Miss Lambart. "Let me introduce my nephew. Hyacinth Dangerfield better, much better, known as the Terror to you," Said Sir Maurice. The Terror shook hands with her, and said: "How do you do? I've been wanting to know you: the princess I mean Lady Rowington likes you ever so much." Miss Lambart was appeased. "Perhaps you could give us some tea?
When he came to them she presented him to the archduke as the discoverer of his daughter's hiding-place. The archduke, mindful of the fact that Sir Maurice had given the true story of the disappearance to the world, received him ungraciously. Miss Lambart at once told Sir Maurice of the errand of Count Zerbst and of her very small expectation that anything would come of it.
It was a powerful car and a weight-carrier; Miss Lambart, who had telephoned for it, had been careful to demand a weight-carrier. With immense fuss the archduke disposed himself in the back of the tonneau which he filled with billowy curves.
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