"The spy is gone," cried Marlanx, seeing a faint chance to redeem
himself at her expense. "She can not face my charge. Where is your
friend, Miss Calhoun?"
Beverly faced them with a strange, subdued calmness in her face. Her
heart was throbbing wildly in the shelter of this splendid disguise.
"I don't know what all this commotion is about," she said. "I only know
that I have been dragged into it shamelessly by that old man over there,
If you step to the window you may see Baldos himself. He has not
fled. He is on duty!"
Baldos was striding steadily across the park in plain view of all.
CHAPTER XXVII
THE PRINCE OF DAWSBERGEN
Both Yetive and Beverly experienced an amazing sense of relief. They did
not stop to consider why or how he had returned to the castle
grounds. It was sufficient that he was actually there, sound, well, and
apparently satisfied.
"I dare say Count Marlanx will withdraw his infamous charge against our
guest," said Lorry, with deadly directness. Marlanx was mopping his damp
forehead. His eyes were fastened upon the figure of the guard, and there
was something like awe in their steely depths. It seemed to him that the
supernatural had been enlisted against him.
"He left the castle last night," he muttered, half to himself.
"There seems to be no doubt of that," agreed Gaspon, the grand
treasurer.
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