There was a perfectly sane light in his eyes.

"Am I crazy, or is it you?
She?
I know nothing about any she!" "Do you dare deny that you know of the whereabouts of her Serene Highness the Princess Hildegarde, and that you did not come here with the purpose to aid her to escape the will of his Majesty?
And do you mean--Oh, here, read this!" flinging me a cablegram.
The veil of mystery fell away from my eyes.

I had been mistaken for Hillars.

Truly, things were growing interesting.

I bent and picked up the cablegram and read: "COUNT VON WALDEN: He has left London and is on his way to the capital.
Your idea to allow him to cross the frontier is a good one.
Undoubtedly he knows where the Princess is in hiding.