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It was not Princess Maritza's cause which brought me to these hills. I am the victim of a conspiracy; but at the same time, my only thought now is for the safety of the Princess." The Baron nodded, and glanced swiftly at his companion. "I understand, Captain."
"Are you cowards or men?" she cried aloud as she came, and some turned at that cry and met death with a shout of defiance, while others stood irresolute until fear overcame them. Ellerey saw her as she reached Maritza's side, and then he was conscious that a stalwart arm was raining heavy blows upon the foes which seemed to surround him. "She would come.
That in Maritza's defence he might prove reckless was true, but he would hardly do so until every other means had failed. No; the King had played upon her fears, and she had fallen a victim to his cunning.
Bon voyage," he whispered, as he raised Maritza's hand to his lips. "I hope we shall meet again under happier circumstances in England, it may be. Your marriage will render a very charming Princess powerless to disturb the peace of Europe." "Thank you a thousand times," said Ellerey. "You have given me more than life happiness." When the Ambassador had gone, Ellerey turned to Stefan.
"Oh, to be at his side then!" she exclaimed in a low voice. "What would I not give to share that death with him?" But Ellerey was not yet in the King's hands, that seemed certain. She felt convinced that some time before the dawn she would see him; that he would enter the house to stand by Maritza's side to the last. Had she not power to save him then?
Desmond Ellerey had fallen in with one of these bands when he escaped from Frina's garden. The leader, a lusty enthusiast, who had already looked forward to the rewards which must accrue from this day's victory, could tell him all that was to happen, but of Maritza's whereabouts at that moment he knew nothing. All he was sure of was that she would be in the Grande Place at the appointed time.
I gather, monsieur, that your business affairs would suffer were such a thing as a rising in the Princess Maritza's favor to take place?" "Have I not said that there is a selfish vein in all of us?" Lord Cloverton smiled, and together they crossed the vestibule.
Give me but a score of men to shout my cause, and there are many here who will gladly add their voices to such an acclamation. Tell them that." No shout, not a murmur, even, had followed Maritza's challenge. Those who hated her most were astonished into silence. Vasilici's face grew a shade more savage, but he was quick to note that the Princess had not appealed altogether in vain.
And if we fail?" he paused to consider the course of events in such a case "who knows? My reward might come the easier. There would be few shelters open to her. Only in defeat through Princess Maritza's influence is there danger to me. Success or failure otherwise, what does it matter? I shall win. The paths to mountain peaks are ever rugged, but men reach the summits. Why should I fail?
A sword thrust here, a blow with his fist there, a savage breaking through them, and he escaped unhurt." "Splendid!" exclaimed Frina, her face aglow. "Splendid, Frina? Is not the Baron our friend?" Yet there was a glow in Maritza's eyes, too. "And is not Captain Ellerey the man you have work for? You should rejoice." The Princess looked at her for a moment, and then she smiled.
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