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Mary, all enthusiasm now that her mind was made up, was enchanted at the prospect of a tiny seaside village for their honeymoon. In gratitude she made herself charming to Miss Mason until Stefan, impatient every moment that he was not with her, bore her away. They docked at eight o'clock that night.
One day when I finished counting I found that my best bee was missing. At once I saddled a rooster and set out to find him. "Father!" cried the Princess. "Did you hear what Stefan said? He said he saddled his rooster!" "Umph!" muttered the Tsar, and the first lady-in-waiting said severely: "Princess, do not interrupt! Young man, continue." His track led to the sea which I rode across on a bridge.
In spite of her best efforts, Mary's spirits were completely dashed by this episode, but they rose again when Stefan met her at the Pennsylvania Station and traveled home with her. As they emerged from the speech- deadening roar of the tunnel he said casually, "Felicity Berber is an amusing creature, but she's a good deal of a bore at times." Mary took his hand under the folds of their newspaper.
But just then the old priest lifted his hand above the crowd, and spoke in a voice of stern command. "Stand back, my children!" he cried. "Madness is not the homage you must bring to the son of Stefan Loristan. Obey! Obey!" His voice had a power in it that penetrated even the wildest herdsmen. The frenzied mass swayed back and left space about Marco, whose face The Rat could at last see.
"Ve get one big canoe upset in country close in by Gowganda," said Stefan again. "Vidout him Hugo I youst git trowned." "That wasn't anything," exclaimed Hugo, hastily. "It was one tamn pig ting for me, anyvays," declared Stefan, roaring out with contented laughter. Miss Sophy was not greatly pleased when Hugo civilly declined an invitation to have dinner with her ma and pa.
At the Pennsylvania Station they took a taxicab, telling the driver they wanted a hotel near Washington Square. The amount registered on the meter gave Mary an apprehensive chill, but Stefan paid it carelessly. A moment later he was in raptures, for, quite unexpectedly, they found themselves in a French hotel. "What wonderful luck what a good omen!" he cried.
Lying in the ooze, with fish darting above the decks where she had walked with Stefan. Those hundreds of cabins a labyrinth for fish to lose their way in all rotting in the black sea currents. The possible loss of life had not yet come home to her. It was inconceivable that there would not have been ample time for every one to escape. But the ship, the great English ship! So swift so proud!
"It is evident that we shall presently have to leave the horses, Stefan; you and Anton shall stay with them while the rest of us go forward to deliver the token. While you wait keep a keen lookout on the hillsides and on " "On Anton," Stefan suggested. "I need no bidding, Captain. I do not trust him. I should trust him still less had I not taken a liking to his companion, Grigosie."
But, by whichever gate they left, they halted when they had ridden out of sight, and turned aside to reach the Breslen road. The last to go was Stefan. He went by the Southern Gate, and once free of the city, urged his horse forward toward the forest which lies between Breslen and Sturatzberg. The Bois lay without the Northern Gate.
The brigands yelled with rage, and the soldiers shouted back coarse oaths. "It would do my soul good to have a shot at them," said Stefan. "Let them go," said Ellerey. "We shall want every shot we have. We are not without friends in the capital who may hear of our need. Against their will these fellows may help us." The soldiers below moved on.
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