He remounted and waited.
She came in full flight, rosy, radiant, as lovely as Diana.

Carmichael swung his cap boyishly; and there was a swirl of dust as she drew up.
"Good morning, Herr Carmichael!" "Good morning, your Highness!" "Which way have you been riding ?" "Toward Jugendheit." "And you are returning ?" With a short nod of her head she signaled for the two soldiers to fall back.
The two looked at each other embarrassedly.
"Pardon, Highness," said one of them, "but the orders of the duke will not permit us to leave you.

There have been thieves along the road of late." Thieves?
This was the first time Carmichael had heard of it.

The real significance of the maneuver escaped him; but her highness was not fooled.
"Very well," she replied.

"One of you ride forward and one of you take the rear." Then she spoke to Carmichael in English.
The soldiers shrugged.