"She didn't wait long to write to you, I notice. Is it possible
she is suffering from the effects of those three days on the
other side of the Atlantic? Come to think of it, she blushed
when she saw you this morning," said Anguish. Lorry handed him
her note, which he read and then solemnly shook hands with its
recipient. "Congratulations. I am a very farsighted young man,
having lived in Paris."




VIII

THE ABDUCTION OF A PRINCESS


That afternoon they went to the palace grounds and inquired for
the chief steward. After a few moments they were shown to his
office in a small dwelling house just inside the gates. The
steward was a red-faced little man, pleasant and accommodating.
He could speak German--in fact, he was a German by birth--and
they had no difficulty in presenting their request. Mr.
Fraasch--Jacob Fraasch--was at first dubious, but their frank,
eager faces soon gained for them his consent to see that part of
the great park open to the public. Beyond certain lines they
were not to trespass. Anguish asked how they could be expected
to distinguish these lines, being unacquainted, and the steward
grimly informed them that the members of the royal guard would
establish the lines so plainly that it would be quite clear.