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"I know it's a castle, but where is it located? And how came you here?" "That's it," quoth Mr. Savage, serenely. "How came we here? I repeat the question and supply the answer. We came by the grace of God and more or less luck." "O, I'll never understand it at all," complained Dorothy, in despair. "Now, you must answer my questions, one by one, Lord Saxondale. To whom does the castle belong?"
Mere chance caused Turk to obey the command in full; half of it he did not understand. The voices outside the gate were much more subdued than his lordship expected, but he did not know that Prince Ugo had warily enjoined silence, fearing the flight of the prey. "Who is there?" called Lord Bob, from the inside "Are you Lord Saxondale?" demanded a guttural voice on the outside. "I am.
"Yes, Lady Jane; one in my teens, none at present. No task, at all, to count mine." "Won't you give me the name of that old sweetheart of mine, Lady Saxondale? Whom is the prince to marry?" asked Quentin. "Dorothy Garrison. She lived in your block seven or eight years ago, up to the time she went to Brussels with her mother. Now, do you remember?" "You don't mean it! Little Dorothy?
On the third day of this self-inflicted separation she sat alone from early morn until dusk without the first sign of a visit from either Lady Saxondale or Lady Jane. All day long she had been expecting them, and now she was beginning to hunger for them. A ridiculous, inconsistent irritation had been building itself in her heart since midday, and at dusk it reached its limit in unmistakable rage.
Then she ran across the room to the two ladies and the bewildered priest, crying to the latter: "You must come upstairs and out of danger, Father. We have no time to lose. Good luck to you, Lord Saxondale!" and she turned an excited face to the three men who stood near the door. "He shall not have you, Dorothy," cried Quentin. "He must kill me first."
"I suppose, Lady Saxondale, you are come to assure me again that I am perfectly safe in your castle," said the prisoner, turning at the sound of her ladyship's voice. "I have come to tell you the whole story, from your wedding to the present moment. Nothing is to be hidden from you, my dear Miss Garrison.
You have been there, have you not?" Prince Ugo turned his gleaming eyes and engaging smile upon the man addressed. "On several occasions," responded the other. "Saxondale is a famous hunter and he gave me some rare sport. When do they leave London?" he asked, indifferently. ''They were to have started this week," said the Russian prince, "and there is to be quite a large party, I hear.
He snarled with rage when he saw the smile on Quentin's face. Dickey's sudden chuckle threw dismay into the ranks of the confident besiegers. "Do not be alarmed, gentlemen," said Saxondale. "The door shall be opened in good time. Ah, I think the ladies are coming." As he spoke Dorothy and Lady Saxondale appeared at the top of the stairs.
Lady Saxondale trusts you and so shall I. But," wonder again manifesting itself, "I cannot understand such fidelity. Not for £5,000?" "No, Miss; thank you," respectfully and firmly. "Ask Lady Saxondale if I may come to her." The maid departed, and soon returned to say that Lady Saxondale would gladly see her.
Not on your life. We're a mighty tough gang, an' he takes no chances with us if he's workin' fer anybody else." "We're not a tough gang!" wailed Lady Jane, in tears. "Oh, what will become of us!" "The Lord only knows, if we fail to get both Dorothy and Courant," said Quentin, in real anguish. "They may be in Luxemburg by this time," said Saxondale. "Gad, this is working in the dark!"
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