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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Why do we not live there," Marco had cried on the day the promises were made. "Why do we not go back and fight? When I am a man, I will be a soldier and die for Samavia."
But the disorders of Samavia had ceased to occupy much space. They had become an old story, and after the excitement of the assassination of Michael Maranovitch had died out, there seemed to be a lull in events. Michael's son had not dared to try to take his father's place, and there were rumors that he also had been killed.
"It is nearly over now," Marco said, after they had thrown themselves down in the forest in the early hours of one dewy morning. "He said 'After Samavia, go back to London as quickly as you can as quickly as you can. He said it twice. As if something were going to happen." "Perhaps it will happen more suddenly than we think the thing he meant," answered The Rat.
When we were sent to Samavia, we should be obliged to creep in through some back part of the country where no fighting was being done and where no one would attack. Their generals are not clever enough to protect the parts which are joined to friendly countries, and they have not forces enough. Two boys could find a way in if they thought it out."
Let's take it!" So they stood in line again, Marco at the head, and renewed their oath. "The sword in my hand for Samavia! "The heart in my breast for Samavia! "The swiftness of my sight, the thought of my brain, the life of my life for Samavia. "Here grow twelve men for Samavia. "God be thanked!" It was more solemn than it had been the first time. The Squad felt it tremendously.
It took some time to relate; and when he ended, he took an envelope from his pocket and showed it to The Rat. It contained a flat package of money. "He gave it to me just before he opened the private door," Marco explained. "And he said to me, 'It will not be long now. After Samavia, go back to London as quickly as you can as quickly as you can!" "I wonder what he meant?" The Rat said, slowly.
All that Loristan had said he knew must be true. But the rest of it ? Marco got up and came over to him. He looked like his father again. "If the descendant of the Lost Prince is brought back to rule Samavia, he will teach his people the Law of the One. It was for that the holy man taught my father until the dawn came." "Who will who will teach the Lost Prince the new King when he is found?"
"This is what we shall have to do," began The Rat, in the hollow whisper of a Secret Party. "The hour has come. To all the Secret Ones in Samavia, and to the friends of the Secret Party in every country, the sign must be carried. It must be carried by some one who could not be suspected. Who would suspect two boys and one of them a cripple? The best thing of all for us is that I am a cripple.
The story of the crowning of the King had been the wildest of all the multitude of ecstatic people, famished, in rags, and many of them weak with wounds, kneeling at his feet, praying, as their one salvation and security, that he would go attended by them to their bombarded and broken cathedral, and at its high altar let the crown be placed upon his head, so that even those who perhaps must die of their past sufferings would at least have paid their poor homage to the King Ivor who would rule their children and bring back to Samavia her honor and her peace.
His father spoke scarcely at all during the meal, and, though it was not the habit of Lazarus to speak at such times unless spoken to, this evening it seemed to Marco that he looked more silent than he had ever seen him look before. They were plainly both thinking anxiously of deeply serious things. The story of the stranger who had been to Samavia must not be told yet.
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