"Wait a moment, Coronel," he said to his friend. "This is going to be an adventure of some sort, and if it's an adventure I shall want you with me." "I'm in no hurry," said Coronel, and he got off his horse and gave it into the care of an attendant. The road crossed a stream here. Coronel sat up on the little stone bridge and dropped pebbles idly into the water. The Prince read his letter. _Plop . . . Plop . . . Plop . . . Plop . . ._ The Prince looked up from his letter. "How many days' journey is it to Euralia?" he asked Coronel. "How long did it take the messenger to come?" answered Coronel, without looking up. (_Plop._) "I might have thought of that myself," said Udo, "only this letter has rather upset me." He turned to the messenger. "How long has it----?" "Isn't the letter dated?" said Coronel. (_Plop._) Udo paid no attention to this interruption and finished his question to the messenger. "A week, sire." "Ride on to the castle and wait for me. I shall have a message for you." "What is it?" said Coronel, when the messenger had gone. "An adventure?" "I think so. I think we may call it that, Coronel." "With me in it?" "Yes, I think you will be somewhere in it." Coronel stopped dropping his pebbles and turned to the Prince. "May I hear about it?" Udo held out the letter; then feeling that a lady's letter should be private, drew it back again. He prided himself always on doing the correct thing. "It's from Princess Hyacinth of Euralia," he said; "she doesn't say much. Her father is away fighting, and she is alone and she is in some trouble or other. It ought to make rather a good adventure." Coronel turned away and began to drop his pebbles into the stream again. "Well, I wish you luck," he said. "If it's a dragon, don't forget that----" "But you're coming, too," said Udo, in dismay. "I must have you with me." "Doing what?" "What?" "Doing what?" said Coronel again. "Well," said Prince Udo awkwardly, "er--well, you--well." He felt that it was a silly question for Coronel to have asked. Coronel knew perfectly well what he would be doing all the time. In Udo's absence he would be telling Princess Hyacinth stories of his Royal Highness's matchless courage and wisdom. An occasional discussion also with the Princess upon the types of masculine beauty, leading up to casual mention of Prince Udo's own appearance, would be quite in order. When Prince Udo was present Coronel would no doubt find the opportunity of drawing Prince Udo out, an opportunity of which a stranger could not so readily avail himself. But of course you couldn't very well tell Coronel that. A man of any tact would have seen it at once. "Of course," he said, "don't come if you don't like. But it would look rather funny if I went quite unattended; and--and her Royal Highness is said to be very beautiful," he added lamely.