"You, then, are the girl Baldos talks so much about?" cried Candace
eagerly. "You are Miss Calhoun, the fairy princess? I am so glad to know
you." The young princess clasped Beverly's hand and looked into her eyes
with admiration and approval. Beverly could have crushed her in her
arms.
The sounds of shouting came up to the windows from below. Outside, men
were rushing to and fro and there were signs of mighty demonstrations at
the gates.
"The people have heard of the capture," said Candace, as calmly as
though she were asking one to have a cup of tea.
There was a pounding at the boudoir door. It flew open unceremoniously
and in rushed Lorry, followed by Anguish. In the hallway beyond a group
of noblemen conversed excitedly with the women of the castle.
"The report from the dungeons, Yetive," cried Lorry joyously. "The
warden says that Gabriel is in his cell again! Here's to Prince Dantan!"
Ravone was standing in the door. Candace ran over and leaped into his
arms.