Have you heard about their doings ?" "Yes, frightful accounts." "Well, then, what if our runaway couple should stumble upon the scene of some of these horrid deeds?
Possibly your wife is even now lying in the bed of one of these mountain streams." "Horrible!" "Horrible only if it were really so and we had no proof of it.

But I have guarded against that.

The war office receives detailed reports of all that is going on in Transylvania, and a transcript of those reports is furnished me." She produced a roll of manuscript and read a line or two, laughing as she did so.

She might have been reading Sanskrit, for all the prince could understand of it.

Then she nestled softly at her listener's side and began to stroke his chin with one velvet finger.
"If you wish to make me very happy--to make us both very happy," she murmured, "bring me from the war office the key to this mysterious manuscript.