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And drinking the wine which remained in his own tankard and also in the Frenchman's he left the cellar, locking the door after him. A few minutes later he walked down the street with a self-satisfied smile, a strapped-up bundle under his arm, and was soon lost to view in the lower purlieus of the city. That night seven horsemen left Sturatzberg, riding singly, and not all by the same gate.
She was even more beautiful to-night than when she had come to the Altstrasse, and, surrounded as she was by beautiful women, seemed to hold by right the central position of the group. Jewels glistened at her throat and in her hair, and across her breast she wore the scarlet ribbon of the Golden Lion of Sturatzberg. "Ah, Monsieur De Froilette, you are welcome," she said.
It has nothing to do with Sturatzberg, but with England." Ellerey was silent. Could Lord Cloverton have repeated his story? "May I know the nature of the crime is it? which is imputed to me?" "It is no crime, Captain Ellerey rather a romance. I should have repudiated the idea of a crime in connection with you." "Countess, that is the kindest thing you have ever said to me."
She had plainly shown that Ellerey was dear to her, that she was prepared to sacrifice much to secure his safety; she had, moreover, given the impression that she could betray many in Sturatzberg if she would, and therefore, should the rescue of Maritza prove successful, she herself, and her house, and all who belonged to her would be closely watched.
I wondered whether you had remained safely here, or whether you had again jeopardized your cause by going so openly into the streets. It is known that you are in Sturatzberg." "By whom?" "That lynx-eyed servant of De Froilette's saw you, as you know. You thought he would believe himself mistaken, but I knew better.
The news that Princess Maritza was in the hands of the King's troops and was being brought to Sturatzberg had reached the city early that morning, but the news was not immediately known to Frina Mavrodin. It was being conveyed to her by a trusted messenger who had much to do on his way, and the fact that she had lately kept much at home accounted for her not hearing it from any other source.
"I find something to contemplate in all women, your Majesty, but, as yet, I have placed none above all others." "That confession should fire feminine ambition in Sturatzberg," laughed the Queen. "Spread the report of it, Monsieur De Froilette, and we shall witness excellent comedy, or tragedy I hardly know which love may be.
We must lose no time." It was arranged to leave some of the men in charge of the tower and of the horses. They were to wait there six days, and if by that time Baron Petrescu and his party had not returned, they were to go back to Sturatzberg, taking a circuitous road to avoid the soldiers encamped in the plain.
"Give me leave, Captain," said Stefan, bringing his horse to a standstill. "Here's one may take my message. Aye there, how far is it to Sturatzberg by the shortest road?" "Five miles by foot, but riding you'll scarce do it in ten," answered the woodcutter. "Will you or the lad carry a message there?" "To-morrow I would. I go with a team there, taking timber." "To-morrow," mused Stefan. "Why not?
"I was mistaken then, or you think so, Captain Ellerey. Love is a curious disease at all times, and in all places, difficult to diagnose sometimes. In the Court of Sturatzberg one has ample opportunity of studying it. I may be right after all, Captain Ellerey. I have more knowledge of this Court than you have; I have spent a longer time in it."
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