Adventure stories; Hungary -- History -- Revolution, 1918-1919 -- Fiction
Yet, had he known it, he need not have worried. Since at last she
felt safe Elizabeth was too full of her successful scheme in
disposing of an enemy and helping the White Knight to heed very
carefully what he had been telling her.
Almost before he had finished speaking she commenced to tell him.
"Listen, Monsieur Arnold, I have done a wonderful thing! During my
adventures to-day I learned how the people here in Budapest rave of
and revile the White Knight, and that there was scarcely one who was
not on the look out for any clue which might deliver him into the
hands of the Commune.
"Listen! Supposing one were delivered into their clutches whom they
believed to be the White Knight! Supposing there were sufficient
proof to make them have no doubt that the right man was in their
hands! Would this not be of invaluable assistance to your wonderful
leader?"
"Undoubtedly, mademoiselle. Once the chase died down it would mean
that for a time the White Knight could come and go with far greater
safety, and it might be quite a little while before the Communists,
realizing that a trick had been perpetrated upon them, took up the
hunt again. But, mademoiselle, I scarcely believe such an idea could
be successfully carried out."
Her eyes glowed with triumph. "Yet, Monsieur Arnold, I have done
this!"
"You have done that!" he repeated in surprise. "Good God!"
"Yes," she continued. "By a most wonderful ruse I have deceived the
Communists.
"While I was imprisoned in this room--I will explain how that
happened later on--I came across a box of chess-pieces. Naturally
there were two white knights among them. I found also pencil and
paper, and I wrote to Bela Kun and threw the letter through the
window into the road. I told him where he could find the White
Knight, whom I had recognized as such because I had found a white
knight in his pocket; and to make my betrayal all the more real I
pretended I was doing this for revenge. Also I claimed the reward.
"Bela Kun acted upon my advice. He sent six Red guards and a
detective to the place I mentioned. There they found the man I had
described to them. There was no doubt in their minds as to the
truth, but, even so, they received further proof, because another
white knight was found in his pockets--a white knight which I had put
there!"
"Good Lord! But, mademoiselle, you are wonderful! How on earth did
you manage to put that piece there?"
She hesitated for a moment. "No," she said at last, "I do not think
I will tell you that."
Arnold did not press the matter. He did not think it mattered much.
Lost in admiration for her skill, only reckoning the benefit which
his leader would receive from such a scoop, it mattered not to him
the why and the wherefore.
"Mademoiselle, I congratulate you with all my heart. Your
achievement is marvellous! But now for home--home before the man
with whom I saw you returns?" There was a query in his voice. He
wondered what had happened to Wenzel.
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