highland as well as the lowland.

"The toy army is shooting off the good-night guns," speculated
Anguish. "I suppose everybody goes to bed now.

"Or to dinner," substituted Lorry, and they returned to the
Regengetx. The dining hall was spacious and beautiful, a mixture
of the oriental and the mediaeval. It rapidly filled.

"Who the dickens can all these people be? They look well,"
Anguish whispered, as if he feared their nearest neighbors might
understand his English.

"They are unquestionably of the class in which we must expect to
find the Guggenslockers."

Before the meal was over the two strangers saw that they were
attracting a great deal of attention from the other guests of the
house. The women, as well as the men, were eyeing them and
commenting quite freely, it was easy to see. These two handsome,
smooth-faced young Americans were as men from another world, so
utterly unlike their companions were they in personal appearance.
They were taller, broader and more powerfully built than the
swarthy-faced men about them, and it was no wonder that the women
allowed admiration to show in their eyes. Toward the end of the
dinner several officers came in, and the Americans took
particular pains to study them. They were cleanly-built fellows,
about medium height, wiry and active. As a class, the men
appeared to average five feet seven inches in height, some a
little taller, some a little shorter. The two strangers were