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As they were starting she gave Pollyooly two sovereigns wrapped up in a five-pound note, saying that the duchess had left it for her. The extra two sovereigns were for expenses, since she might need money to escape. The sum warmed Pollyooly's heart. She bade Eglantine an affectionate farewell and invited her to come to see her whenever she was in London. Then she set out with her captors.
Once, since he appeared slow to grasp her meaning, she caught him by the shoulder and shook him to make it clearer. The Baron von Habelschwert ground his teeth. The prince, however, did not fulfil this loyal expectation. He hit the ball, indeed, and in obedience to Pollyooly's shriek of instruction, started to run. But he started to run the wrong way round.
When they descended from the train he clasped Pollyooly's right hand firmly, the detective clasped her left, and they walked down the platform. They had not gone thirty yards when they met the Honourable John Ruffin smiling agreeably. "Hullo, Wilkinson! How are you?" he said cheerfully. "How are you, Mr. Ruffin? At last we've found her little ladyship, and we're taking her to his grace.
He broke into a curious toddling run, uttering odd, short shrieks of the last horror as he came. The Honourable John Ruffin placed himself athwart the course of the toddling deliverer and said quietly: "Don't hurry, Pollyooly, but smack him hard." A smile of understanding wreathed Pollyooly's flushed but angel face; and she did smack him hard.
Without a care he abandoned Prince Adalbert to her whenever she would have him, and sat reading or sleeping in his deck-chair on the sunny sands with a mind wholly at peace. With that approved guardian the prince must be safe. Thus it came about that he became Pollyooly's perpetual companion, or, to be exact, her perpetual hanger-on.
They consulted all Pollyooly's friends; and all of them promised to look out for work for her; but it seemed likely to be hard to find. The Honourable John Ruffin seeing Millicent often, watched and studied her carefully in the hope that his mind would produce a happy thought in the way of work for her. He perceived that she needed some well paid sinecure.
Though in the end persuaded that she had not been murdered by the lawyer and the detective, she had begun to fear lest she were lost in the wood. She received Pollyooly's account of the pleasant day she had spent with many expressions of pleased amazement; and then she gave her a noble tea.
As they went Pollyooly and Millicent talked of the price of provisions and the trials of housekeeping. But for the whole week before Pollyooly's trip to Devon Millicent had not been to the class. Pollyooly enquired and Madame Correlli enquired the reason for her absence, but none of the other pupils could tell them.
Ignorant of the fact that Lady Marion Ricksborough had fled a fortnight previously, the detectives, both official and private, had taken up the search for her from the moment of Pollyooly's disappearance from the Court. It is hardly a matter for wonder that they did not go far along a trail which had been cold for a fortnight.
Pollyooly and the Lump enjoyed the party exceedingly. There were a dozen children, fellow-guests; and at tea the manners of the Lump, under Pollyooly's anxious eye, were beyond reproach. Her hands indeed troubled her, and she kept them out of sight as much as she could. After all they were not very large hands to withdraw from view.
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