I thanked her cordially. She offered such a fine opportunity for me to
show off my personal qualities and to raise myself in Mary-Ann's esteem.
"Yes, Madame, count on me! I will leave here a man of spirit, and much
better if I run a little danger. I am glad that my ransom has not been
paid, and I thank Monsieur, your brother, for what he has done for me.
You will see if a German does not know how to extricate himself from
difficulties. Yes, I will soon bring you my own messages!"
"Once out of here, do not fail to present yourself at our hotel."
"Oh! Madame!"
"And now beg this Stavros to give us an escort of five or six brigands."
"In God's name why?"
"To protect us from the gendarmes!"
VI.
THE ESCAPE.
In the midst of our adieux, there came to us a powerful odor of garlic
which made me ill. It was the waiting-maid who had come to the ladies,
to call upon their generosity. This creature had been more annoying than
useful, and since the first two days, the ladies had dispensed with her
services. Mrs. Simons regretted, however, not being able to do anything
for her, and asked me to inform the King how she had been robbed of her
money. Hadgi-Stavros seemed neither surprised nor scandalized. He simply
shrugged his shoulders, and muttered: "That Pericles!--bad
education--the city--the court--I ought to attend to that." He added out
loud: "Beg the ladies to not trouble themselves about anything. It is I
who provided the servant and it is I who will pay her. Tell them, that
if they need a little money to return to the city, my purse is at their
disposal. I will have them escorted to the foot of the mountain,
although they will run no kind of danger. The soldiers are less to be
feared than one thinks. They will find breakfast, horses and a guide in
the village of Castia: everything is provided and everything paid. Do
you think that they will give me the pleasure of shaking hands with me,
in token of reconciliation?"
Mrs. Simons was very reluctant, but her daughter resolutely held out her
hand to the old Palikar. She said to him in English, with roguish
pleasantry: "It is much honor that you do us, very interesting, sir,
because at this moment we are the Clephtes, and you are the victim!"
The King replied with much confidence: "Thank you, Mademoiselle; you are
too good!"
Mary-Ann's pretty hand was colored like a piece of rosy satin which had
been in a shop-window for three months. Believe, however, that I did not
have to beg to kiss it. I then touched my lips to Mrs. Simons' skinny
hand. "Courage! Monsieur," cried the old lady as she was going away.
Mary-Ann said nothing; but she threw me a glance capable of rousing an
army. Such looks are worth a proclamation!
When the last man of the escort had disappeared, Hadgi-Stavros took me
to one side and said to me: "Eh, well! we have then made some mistake!"
"Alas! Yes, we were not clever."
"This ransom is not paid. Will it be? I believe so. These English women
seem to be friendly to you."
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