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Updated: June 18, 2025
They've got the newspapers to make fun of the story so that it won't be believed. If it was believed, both the Iarovitch and the Maranovitch would be on the lookout, and the Secret Party would lose their chances. What a fool I was not to think of it! There's some one watching and working here who is a friend to Samavia."
But so few had really known anything of poor little Samavia until the newspapers had begun to tell them of the horrors of its war and who but a Samavian could speak its language? It would be an interesting thing to tell his father that a man who knew the King had spoken to him in Samavian, and had sent that curious message. Later he found himself passing a side street and looked up it.
And I'd have asked him to tell his son's sons to tell their sons to learn the same things. So, you see, however long the time was, there would always be a king getting ready for Samavia when Samavia really wanted him. And he would be a real king." He stopped himself suddenly and looked at the staring semicircle. "I didn't make that up myself," he said.
He must steal in silence and disguise from one country to another. Wherever there is one of the Secret Party, whether he is in a hovel or on a throne, the messengers must go to him in darkness and stealth and give him the sign. It will mean, 'The hour has come. God save Samavia!" "God save Samavia!" whispered the Squad, excitedly.
He became possessed by the idea of thinking it out on the spot. He drew his rough map of Samavia on the flagstones with his chalk. "Look here," he said to Marco, who, with the elated and thrilled Squad, bent over it in a close circle of heads. "Beltrazo is here and Carnolitz is here and here is Jiardasia. Beltrazo and Jiardasia are friendly, though they don't take sides.
Since there was such riot and disorder in the city, he was afraid to speak of what he had found; and, by the time he discovered that he was harboring the prince, the king had already been killed, and an even worse man had taken possession of his throne, and ruled Samavia with a blood-stained, iron hand.
It was as if Samavia swam in blood, and as if the other countries must stand aghast before such furious cruelties. "Lazarus," he said, springing to his feet at last, his eyes burning, "something must stop it! There must be something strong enough. The time has come. The time has come." And he walked up and down the room because he was too excited to stand still. How Lazarus watched him!
Twelve years may grow a man or prove that a man will never grow, though a human thing he may remain for ninety years. This year may be full of strange things for both of us. We cannot know what I may have to ask you to do for me and for Samavia. Perhaps such a thing as no twelve-year-old boy has ever done before."
"He is like his father," this personage said to the Prince. "But if any one but Loristan had sent him His looks please me." Then suddenly to Marco, "You were waiting outside while the storm was going on?" "Yes, sir," Marco answered. Then the two exchanged some words still in the lowered voice. "You read the news as you made your journey?" he was asked. "You know how Samavia stands?"
"We are of those who must live for Samavia working day and night," his father had answered; "denying ourselves, training our bodies and souls, using our brains, learning the things which are best to be done for our people and our country. Even exiles may be Samavian soldiers I am one, you must be one." "Are we exiles?" asked Marco. "Yes," was the answer.
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