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Updated: May 20, 2025
In the forefront of the battle Petrescu's sword did deadly work, for so mixed up were besieged and besiegers that those behind dared not fire. It was a hand-to-hand struggle, steel to steel, and although there could be no real doubt of the issue, the Baron knew that the longer he could hold the soldiers in check, the more time would the Princess and the Countess have to get away.
The neighborhood looked particularly uninviting. "Where are we?" he asked suddenly, remembering that he knew nothing of his companion, and that by accepting the service he had so readily offered he might be quietly stepping into a trap. Such a thing would agree very well with the rest of Baron Petrescu's behavior.
To the good offices of the man who had shown kindness to the Princess, Anton owed his ability to slip past the guards as soon as night had fallen, and he had travelled a long way when he fell in with Ellerey and Baron Petrescu's party at dawn. He told his tale quickly. "Only in Sturatzberg can we help her," Anton declared. "It is useless going forward.
What caused it, Lord Cloverton?" "I was referring to Baron Petrescu's affair. No one has talked of anything else to-day." "And you can tell me the truth of it," she exclaimed. "I am glad. I have heard many stories since I entered the Bois." "I was expecting to hear the real truth from you," said the Ambassador, fixing his eyes upon her. "From me!
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