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Updated: June 13, 2025
The gauntleted hands were tightly gripped, but the speaker went steadily on. "And you love her!" For an instant Benton looked at the other, hesitant. Then realizing the unquestionable sincerity with which the King spoke, he answered with equal frankness. "Pagratide over there I thought I could enter Paradise. I did look into Paradise.
Von Ritz had long since drifted into the smoking-room where the men were christening the voyage with brandy-and-soda and dropping into tentative groups, regardful of future poker games. Pagratide, at Cara's elbow, was silent, respecting her silence. When at last the two had the deck to themselves and Manhattan had become a shadowy and ragged monotone, she turned and smiled.
After all that was the best course; the only course. Pagratide stepped forward. "Mr. Benton had the pleasure of driving you down " he suggested, "may I have the same honor, returning?" The girl met the eyes of the Prince, with defiance in her own. "I am not a child!" she vehemently declared. "We may as well be honest with each other. If he had chosen to have it so, you could not have come aboard.
I beg pardon, I shall attempt to obey them; and thus far my attempts to serve His Majesty have not encountered failure. I should prefer not having to call on the ambassador or the American secret service." "By God! If I had a sword " breathed Pagratide. His fury had gone through heat to cold, and his attitude was that of a man denied the opportunity of resenting a mortal affront.
He watched the glowing end of his cigarette for a moment, then magnanimously added: "However, since he has followed across three thousand miles, I had better see him." The host turned to the girl. "I'm borrowing this young man until dinner," he vouchsafed as he led Pagratide to the door.
Pagratide, having organized the expedition with that object in view, had made use of his prior knowledge to enlist Cara for the crew of his canoe, but Benton, covering a point that Pagratide had overlooked, pointed out that an engagement to go up the river in a canoe is entirely distinct from an engagement to come down the river in a canoe.
For a moment more there was the same embarrassed silence between them, then the Galavian continued, measuring his words, speaking with desperately studied effort to eliminate the feeling that struggled to the surface. "You love my wife." "And shall," replied the American in the same calculated, colorless voice, "while I live." "I, too," said Pagratide. "Therefore we must talk." "Wait."
"I shall never do this with anyone else," she said slowly, kissing his forehead. "I love you." Slowly they turned together toward the house. "I like your cavalryman, Pagratide," he said thoughtfully. His mind had suddenly recurred to the scene in the foreigner's room, and he thought he began to understand. "He is a man.
"You told me," he said, enunciating each word with distinct deliberateness, "that you would fight me, when your throne freed you. You begin promptly. I am here, but " "I think you misunderstand me," interrupted Karyl. "But," went on Benton, ignoring the interruption, "neither of us is free to fight. If we were, Pagratide, you may guess how gladly I'd put it to the issue.
Benton raised a hand. "If we are to talk at all along these lines, Pagratide, there is only one way in which it can be done." "And that is what?" "That each of us, throughout, talks with only one thought in mind: her happiness; that one strip aside all conventions and talk as two utterly naked souls might talk." "Of course," said Karyl simply. "Otherwise I should not have suggested it."
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