"Why, good evening. Is that you?" struggled somewhat hysterically

through Beverly's lips. Not since the dear old days of the stolen jam

and sugar-bits had she known the feelings of a culprit caught

red-handed. The light from the park lamps revealed a merry, accusing

smile on the face of Yetive, but the faces of the men were

serious. Marlanx was the picture of suppressed fury.

"It is the relief expedition, your highness," said Yetive warmly. "We

thought you were lost in the wilds of the jungle."

"She is much better protected than we could have imagined," said the

Iron Count, malevolently mild and polite.

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"Can't I venture into the park without being sent for?" asked Beverly,

ready to fly into the proper rage. The pink had left her cheeks

white. "I am proud to observe, however, that the relief expedition is

composed of the most distinguished people in all Graustark. Is there any

significance to be attached to the circumstance?"

"Can't we also go strolling in the park, my dear?" plaintively asked

Yetive.

"It depends upon where we stroll, I fancy," suggested Marlanx

derisively. Beverly flashed a fierce look at the head of the army. "By

the way, Baron Dangloss, where is the incomparable Haddan?"

Baldos shot a startled glance at the two men and in an instant

comprehension came to him. He knew the secret of Haddan's constant

companionship. An expression of bitter scorn settled upon his mouth,

Dangloss mumbled a reply, at which the Iron Count laughed sarcastically.

"I am returning to the castle," said Beverly coldly, "Pray don't let me

interfere with your stroll. Or is it possible that you think it

necessary to deliver me safely to my nurse, now that you have found me?"

"Don't be angry, dear," whispered Yetive, coming close to her side." I

will tell you all about it later on. It was all due to Count Marlanx."

"It was all done to humiliate me," replied Beverly, indignation

surpassing confusion at last. "I hate all of you."

"Oh, Beverly!" whispered the princess, in distress.

"Well, perhaps you were led into it," retracted Beverly, half

mollified. "Look at that old villain whispering over there. No wonder

his wives up and died. They just had to do it. I hate all but you

and Count Halfont and Baron Dangloss," which left but one condemned.

"And Baldos?" added Yetive, patting her hand.

"I wish you'd be sensible," cried Beverly, most ungraciously, and

Yetive's soft laugh irritated her. "How long had you been listening to

us?"

"Not so much as the tiniest part of a minute," said Yetive, recalling

another disastrous eavesdropping. "I am much wiser than when Baldos

first came to serve you. We were quite a distance behind Count Marlanx,

I assure you."

"Then he heard something?" asked Beverly anxiously.




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