Why
haven't you dug up his past history, Beverly? You are so keen about
him."
"He positively refuses to let me dig," explained Beverly. "I tried, you
know, but he--he--well, he squelched me."
"Well, after all is said and done, he caught us peeping to-day, and I am
filled with shame," said the princess. "It doesn't matter who he is, he
must certainly have a most unflattering opinion as to _what_ we
are."
"And he is sure to know us sooner or later," said the young countess,
momentarily serious.
"Oh, if it ever comes to that I shall be in a splendid position to
explain it all to him," said Beverly. "Don't you see, I'll have to do a
lot of explaining myself?"
"Baron Dangloss!" announced the guard of the upper hall, throwing open
the door for the doughty little chief of police.
"Your highness sent for me?" asked he, advancing after the formal
salutation. The princess exhibited genuine amazement.
"I did, Baron Dangloss, but you must have come with the wings of an
eagle. It is really not more than three minutes since I gave the order
to Colonel Quinnox." The baron smiled mysteriously, but volunteered no
solution. The truth is, he was entering the castle doors as the
messenger left them, but he was much too fond of effect to spoil a good
situation by explanations. It was a long two miles to his office in the
Tower. "Something has just happened that impels me to ask a few
questions concerning Baldos, the new guard.
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