But there was a glint of admiration in his eyes as he recognized the challenge in Carmichael's.

He saw that he must step carefully in regard to this hot-headed young Irishman.

"We shall miss Herr Carmichael." Her highness moved serenely toward the door.

Carmichael waited till she was gone from sight, then he stooped and picked up the fan.

Herbeck at once held out his hand.
"Give it to me, Herr Captain," he said, with a melancholy gentleness.