"
"And, again, the vest saved you?"
"No--I was fortunate enough to disarm him."
"Glorious, dear, glorious!" she exclaimed. And tears filled her eyes.
And, as it was I that had caused them, it was but fair that I should
take them away.
Then she made me go over the whole story in detail.
"Of course you will tell the King," said she.
"Maybe," said I. "I've not decided yet."
She got up. "There is just time for me to get into riding dress," she
said. "But, first; this is Thursday--if you do not tell His Majesty of
Lotzen's perfidy by Saturday, I shall do it, myself."
And I knew she would--so I made no protest.
"Put on the green habit and the plumed hat, dear," I said, as I held
back the door.
I have always liked green--the dark rich green of the forest's
depth--and, if there were anything more lovely than the Princess Dehra,
when she came back to me, it is quite beyond my Imagination to conceive
it. He is a poor lover, indeed, who does not think his sweetheart
fair; yet, he would have been a poor sort of man, who would not have
been at one with me, that afternoon.
And I told her so--but she called me "Foolish!" once again, and ran
from me to the private exit of her suite, where our four companions
were awaiting us.
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