“Of course,” went on Kosmaroff, “they are only watchers. But, as Wanda says, some people see more than others. The American, Mangles, who has ladies with him, will report upon events after they have happened. So will Deulin, who is an idler. He never sees that which will give him trouble. He does not write long despatches to the Quai d'Orsay, because he knows that they will not be read there. But Cartoner is different. There are never any surprises for the English in matters that Cartoner has in hand. He reports on events before they have happened, which is a different story. I merely warn you.” As he spoke, Kosmaroff rose, glancing at the clock. “There are no instructions?” “None,” answered the prince. “Except the usual one--patience!” “Ah yes,” replied Kosmaroff, “we shall be patient.” He did not seem to think that it might be easier to be patient in this comfortable house than on the sand-hills of the Vistula in the coming winter months. “But be careful,” he added, addressing Martin more particularly, “of this man Cartoner. He will not betray, but he will know--you understand. And no one must know!” He shook hands with Martin and Wanda and then with the prince. “You met him in London, you say?” he said to the prince. “What did you think of him?” “I thought him--a quiet man.” “And Wanda?” continued Kosmaroff, lightly, turning to her--“she who sees so much. What did she think of him?” “I was afraid of him!” XI AN AGREEMENT TO DIFFER The Saxon Gardens are in the heart of Warsaw, and, in London, would be called a park. At certain hours the fashionable world promenades beneath the trees, and at all times there is a thoroughfare across from one quarter of the town to another. Wanda often sat there in the morning or walked slowly with her father at such times as the doctor's instructions to take exercise were still fresh upon his memory. There are seats beneath the trees, overlooking the green turf and the flowers so dear to the Slavonian soul. Later in the morning these seats are occupied by nurses and children, as in any other park in any other city. But from nine to ten Wanda had the alleys mostly to herself.