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Updated: August 20, 2024
Three persons in the royal castle of Graustark, worn by the dread and anxiety of weeks, fatigued by the sleepless nights just past, slumbered through the long afternoon with the motionless, deathlike sleep of the utterly fagged. Yetive, in her darkened bed chamber, dreamed, with smiling lips, of a tall soldier and a throne on which cobwebs multiplied.
Besides, Count Marlanx is a little distressed by your absent-mindedness, Miss Beverly, and I fancy he is eager to have it out with you." "My absent-mindedness? What is it that I have forgotten?" asked Beverly, puckering her brow. "That's the trouble, dear," said Yetive. "You forgot your promise to teach him how to play that awful game called poker.
He was coming to Edelweiss for the sole purpose of entering the castle by the underground passage, with murder in his heart. Gabriel was coming to kill the Princess Yetive and Mr. Lorry. He has never forgotten the love he bore for the princess, nor the hatred he owes his rival. It was the duty of Captain Baldos to see that he did not enter the passage in the event that he eluded us in the hills."
Even the Duke of Mizrox could give no assurance that his country would remain neutral. Colonel Quinnox came to the castle in haste and perturbation. It was he who propounded the question that Yetive and Beverly were expecting: "Where is Baldos?" Of course, the flight of the suspected guard was soon a matter of certainty.
Before stepping from the throne, Yetive called in low tones to Lorry, a pretty flush mantling her cheek: "Will you come to me in half an hour?" "For my reward?" he asked, eagerly. "Ach?" she cried, softly, reprovingly. Count Halfont's face took on a troubled expression as he caught the swift communication in their eyes. After all, she was a Princess.
Shops were to be closed for two hours at midday, during the ceremonies attending the unveiling of the Yetive monument in the Plaza. The merchants might well give their time to decorating their shops; the soldiers could do all the searching and all the fighting that was necessary.
"You thought you could capture wild and beautiful princesses here just as you pleased, eh? Let me tell you, young man, only one American only one foreigner, in fact has accomplished that miracle. Mr. Lorry came here ten years ago and won the fairest flower Graustark ever produced-the beautiful Yetive but he was the only one.
Excepting our dear Princess Yetive God rest her soul she is the most beautiful creature Graustark has ever seen. I have seen her often. Not quite so grand as the Countess Ingomede, but fairer, believe me. She is beloved by everyone. Many a kind and generous word has she spoken to me. My onion beds are well known to her.
"Nothing could be more ridiculous," said Yetive after a pause. "We do not know Frederic, and we are not harboring him." "I am only saying what is believed to be true by Axphain, your highness. It is reported that he joined you in the mountains in June and since has held a position of trust in your army." "Would you know Prince Frederic if you were to see him?" quietly asked Lorry.
"Did you take especial care to study the interior of the fortress when you were there several days ago?" "I did." "Have you discussed your observations with anyone since that time?" "I have." "With whom?" "With her highness, the princess," said Baldos, without a quiver. There was a moment's silence, and furtive looks were cast in the direction of Yetive, whose face was a study.
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