"I am tired." She sank on to a seat and Bellamy sat by her side.

In full view of them was Buckingham Palace with its flag flying.

She looked thoughtfully at it and across to Westminster.
"Do they know, I wonder, your country-people ?" she asked.
"Half-a-dozen of them, perhaps," he answered gloomily, no more.
"To-day," she declared, "I seem to have lost confidence.

I seem to feel the sense of impending calamity, to hear the guns as I walk, to see the terror fall upon the faces of all these great crowds who throng your streets.

They are a stolid, unbelieving people--these.
The blow, when it comes, will be the harder." Bellamy sighed.
"You are right," he said.