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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Sit down and listen to me, Anstruther," he said; "I want you to follow exactly what I say. "When you arrived in Valoro six weeks ago, and gave me that casket, you reopened an episode in my life closed many many years ago." He spoke with great emotion and his lip trembled. I even saw a tear coursing down his sunburnt cheek.
At Valoro, things were "all right" as my man Brooks put it; news of the attack on the train, in which was the British Minister, had reached the capital, and a troop of cavalry awaited to escort him to his Legation. "As I understand you have something of importance to deliver in Valoro," said Sir Rupert Frampton to me as we left the train, "I think you had better come in my carriage.
"Then it is lovely," I ventured; "the reports of it are not exaggerations?" Old Sir Rupert replied almost with emotion "It is superb. It is the loveliest country in the world!" "In those days I am speaking of," he proceeded, "Valoro was a place worth living in. In many respects it outshone some of the courts of Europe, with which, by the bye, it was in close contact.
On his father's death he came to Valoro and demanded that the pension paid to the late Duke by me should be continued to him! "This was refused. "Then he had the impudence to try and bargain with me, offering to keep silence for a certain sum. Finally he laid claim to the diamonds in the steel safe, which he stated were his father's property.
"Exactly; and this pretty little lady, Señorita Dolores, who is returning to Valoro with us, is the result of the union. They say she is the very image of her mother, who died when she was five." "Then the mother must have been very beautiful," was my comment. The old minister stopped and looked at me for some moments without saying anything.
It was a most finished piece of workmanship, and measured, I should think, about six inches by perhaps two and a half. In raised letters on the lid was carved the letter C as on the seals. On a small parchment label firmly secured to it by silk was: "To His Excellency the Senor JUAN D'ALTA, Valoro, Aquazilia."
"Knowing I loved the Prince of Rittersheim, she worked only to make me happy by a marriage with him. "With her knowledge only, I slipped away from Court for a week and went through a ceremony of marriage with the Prince at a little village church hidden away in the mountains a hundred miles from Valoro.
"My eyes first saw the light," she began, "in a castle among the mountains around Valoro, one of the seats of my father, the king!" Though I started at her words, they did not amaze me; I was prepared for them. "My mother died when I was ten," she continued. "How I remember her with her fair curls and blue eyes, they seemed so strange among the dark-skinned Aquazilians!
Her congratulation assumed the form of a short note. "Dear Bill," it ran, "so you've done it! "Well, dear old fellow, I saw it was a dead certainty at Valoro, and I congratulate you both and wish you every happiness with all my heart. "Dear little Dolores is a right good sort, and if I were a man I think I should fall in love with her myself.
You will never get back to your desk in the bank of Valoro if you don't speak." "It is inhuman!" cried the man desperately, "it is vile torture!" "It is also inhuman," added Don Juan sententiously, "to raid trains, and to threaten murder as you have done in this room. Your band too was none too scrupulous in hanging Jimenez the half-breed, though he was an informer.
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