"Quite right, Miss Calhoun," said the baron very gravely.
"And now, I'd like to go to the princess," said Beverly, absolutely sure
of herself." You know we are great friends, she and I."
"I have sent a messenger to announce your arrival. She will expect you."
Beverly looked about the room in perplexity.
"But there has been no messenger here," she said.
"He left here some minutes before you came. I knew who it was that came
knocking at our gates, even though she traveled as Princess Yetive of
Graustark."
"And, oh! that reminds me, Baron Dangloss, Baldos still believes me to
be the princess. Is it necessary to--to tell him the truth about me?
Just at present, I mean? I'm sure he'll rest much easier if he doesn't
know differently."
"So far as I am concerned, Miss Calhoun, he shall always regard you as a
queen," said Dangloss gallantly.
"Thank you. It's very nice of you to--"
A man in uniform entered after knocking at the door of the room. He
saluted his superior and uttered a few words in his own language.
"Her royal highness is awaiting you at the home of the countess, Miss
Calhoun. A detail of men will escort you and your servant to her place."
"Now, please, Baron Dangloss," pleaded Beverly at the door, "be nice to
him. You know it hurts him to walk. Can't you have him carried in?"
"If he will consent," said he quietly.
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