"Great heaven, man! We can't do such a thing!" gasped Anguish.

"It's the easiest thing in the world. Besides, if we fail, we
have nothing to lose. If we succeed, see what we've done! Don't
hesitate, old man! Come on! Come on! We'll take 'em ourselves,
as sure as fate. Have you no nerve? What kind of an American
are you? This chance won't come in ten lifetimes! Good God,
man, are we not equal to those two scoundrels?"

"Two? There are at least ten of them!"

"You fool! The three guards are disposed of in advance, two of
the Viennese are left with the horses, two are chucked off under
the princess' window, and one stands at the gate. We can slug
the man at the gate, the fellows under the window are harmless,
and that leaves but our two friends and the cook. We have every
advantage in the world. Can't you see?"

"You are right! Come on! I'll risk it with you. We will save
the Princess of Graustark!"

"Don't you see it will be just as easy for us to enter the castle
as for these robbers? The way will be clear, and will be kept
clear. Jove, man, we need not be more than thirty seconds behind
them. Is your pistol all right?"

By this time the two men were speeding along the grassy stretch
toward the road that ran beside the wall. They looked to their
pistols, and placed them carefully in outside coat pockets.