embarrassed her. His seriousness pleased her with him,
seeing, as she did, that it was not his nature to be serious,
and his enthusiasm and love for his half-civilized countrymen
increased her interest in them, and her liking for him. She
could not help but admire the way in which he accepted,
without forcing her to make it any plainer, the fact that he
held no place in her thoughts. And then she found that he
began to hold more of a place in her thoughts than she had
supposed any man could hold of whom she knew so little, and of
whom the little she knew was so ill. She missed him when she
went to the priest's and found that he had not sent for
Kalonay to bear his part in their councils; and at times she
felt an unworthy wish to hear Kalonay speak the very words she
had admired him for keeping from her. And at last she learned
the truth that she did love him, and it frightened her, and
made her miserable and happy. They had not seen each other
since he had left Paris for Messina, and though they spoke now
only of his mission to the island, there was back of what they
said the joy for each of them of being together again and of
finding that it meant so much. What it might mean to the
other, neither knew.

For some little time the King followed the two young people
with his eyes, and then joined them, making signs to Kalonay
that he wished him to leave them together; but Kalonay
remained blind to his signals, and Barrat, seeing that it was
not a tete-a-tete, joined them also. When he did so Kalonay
asked the King for a word, and laying his hand upon his arm
walked with him down the terrace, pointing ostensibly to where
the yacht lay in the harbor. Louis answered his pantomime