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McCutcheon, George Barr, 1866-1928

"The Prince of Graustark"

Were they acting under fresh
instructions from Edelweiss? Had the Prime Minister directed them to
put no further obstacle in front of the great Blithers invasion? Or--
and he scowled darkly at the thought--was there a plan afoot to
overcome the dangerous Miss Guile by means more sinister than subtle?
Enlightenment came unexpectedly and with a shock to his composure. He
had observed the three spirited saddlehorses near the entrance of the
hotel, in charge of two stable-boys, but had regarded them only as
splendid specimens of equine aristocracy. It had not entered his mind
to look upon them as agents of despair.
Two people emerged from the door and, passing by without so much as a
glance in his direction, made their way to the mounting block.
Robin's heart went down to his boots. Bedelia, a graceful figure in a
smart riding habit, was laughing blithely over a soft-spoken remark
that her companion had made as they were crossing the porch. And that
companion was no other than the tall, good-looking fellow who had met
her at Cherbourg! The Prince, stunned and incredulous, watched them
mount their horses and canter away, followed by a groom who seemed to
have sprung up from nowhere.


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