"I am summoned to Downing Street again at six o'clock." "I have already confided the result of my morning despatches to the Prime Minister," Terniloff observed.
"I went through them before I came down here," was the somewhat doubtful reply.
"You will have appreciated, I hope, their genuinely pacific tone ?" Terniloff asked anxiously.
His interlocutor bowed and then drew himself up.

It was obvious that the strain of the last few days was telling upon him.

There were lines about his mouth, and his eyes spoke of sleepless nights.
"Words are idle things to deal with at a time like this," he said.

"One thing, however, I will venture to say to you, Prince, here and under these circumstances.

There will be no war unless it be the will of your country." Terniloff was for a moment unusually pale.