Harry Anguish?" He was excited and trembling. "But why didn't
she stop?" he went on, dismally.

"Oh, you dear old fool!" said Anguish.

The two stood looking after the carriage until it turned into a
side street, half way down the shady stretch toward the castle.
They saw her companion glance back, but could not tell whether
she did or not. Lorry looked uneasily at Anguish, and the
latter read his thought.

"You are wondering about the Guggenslocker name, eh? I'll
tell you what I've worked out during the past two minutes. Her
name is no more Guggenslocker than mine is. She and the uncle
used that name as a blind. Mark my words, she's quality over
here; that's all there is about it. Now, we must find out just
who she really is. Here comes a smart-looking soldier chap.
Let's ask him, providing we can make him understand."

A young soldier approached, leisurely twirling a cane, for he
was without his side arms. Anguish accosted him in French and
then in German. He understood the latter and was very polite.

"Who was the young lady in the carriage that just passed?" asked
Lorry, eagerly,

The face of the soldier flushed and then grew pale with anger.

"Hold on! I beg pardon, but we are strangers and don't quite
understand your ways. I can't see anything improper in asking