‘Fun,’ she said; ‘yes.’ And then she remained silently plunged in
thought for an appreciable time. ‘How much do you require?’ she asked at
length.
‘Three thousand crowns will do,’ he answered, ‘for I have still some
money of my own.’
‘Excellent,’ she said, regaining her levity. ‘I am your true accomplice.
And where are we to meet?’
‘You know the Flying Mercury,’ he answered, ‘in the Park? Three pathways
intersect; there they have made a seat and raised the statue. The spot
is handy and the deity congenial.’
‘Child,’ she said, and tapped him with her fan. ‘But do you know, my
Prince, you are an egoist—your handy trysting-place is miles from me.
You must give me ample time; I cannot, I think, possibly be there before
two. But as the bell beats two, your helper shall arrive: welcome, I
trust. Stay—do you bring any one?’ she added. ‘O, it is not for a
chaperon—I am not a prude!’
‘I shall bring a groom of mine,’ said Otto. ‘I caught him stealing
corn.’
‘His name?’ she asked.
‘I profess I know not. I am not yet intimate with my corn-stealer,’
returned the Prince. ‘It was in a professional capacity—’
‘Like me! Flatterer!’ she cried. ‘But oblige me in one thing. Let me
find you waiting at the seat—yes, you shall await me; for on this
expedition it shall be no longer Prince and Countess, it shall be the
lady and the squire—and your friend the thief shall be no nearer than the
fountain. Do you promise?’
‘Madam, in everything you are to command; you shall be captain, I am but
supercargo,’ answered Otto.
‘Well, Heaven bring all safe to port!’ she said. ‘It is not Friday!’
Something in her manner had puzzled Otto, had possibly touched him with
suspicion.
‘Is it not strange,’ he remarked, ‘that I should choose my accomplice
from the other camp?’
‘Fool!’ she said. ‘But it is your only wisdom that you know your
friends.’ And suddenly, in the vantage of the deep window, she caught up
his hand and kissed it with a sort of passion. ‘Now go,’ she added, ‘go
at once.’
He went, somewhat staggered, doubting in his heart that he was over-bold.
For in that moment she had flashed upon him like a jewel; and even
through the strong panoply of a previous love he had been conscious of a
shock. Next moment he had dismissed the fear.
Both Otto and the Countess retired early from the drawing-room; and the
Prince, after an elaborate feint, dismissed his valet, and went forth by
the private passage and the back postern in quest of the groom.
Once more the stable was in darkness, once more Otto employed the
talismanic knock, and once more the groom appeared and sickened with
terror.
‘Good-evening, friend,’ said Otto pleasantly. ‘I want you to bring a
corn sack—empty this time—and to accompany me. We shall be gone all
night.’
‘Your Highness,’ groaned the man, ‘I have the charge of the small
stables. I am here alone.’
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