"That's all right," Mr. Van Decht admitted, "but I should say that you've a sort of a claim on England. You're half an Englishman, anyway. You've fought her battles. She's big enough to give you a lift."

"If help comes from anywhere," Ughtred answered, "it will come from England. I have appealed to the Powers, and to England especially. Mr. Ellis has already been here, and he is representing my case strongly."

The Traitors — Part 112

Wine was brought in, and food. Ughtred ate little, but smoked a cigar.

The Traitors — Part 112

"What's the next move?" Mr. Van Decht asked.

The Traitors — Part 112

"Well, I am waiting now for news from Reist," the King said. "We are in telegraphic communication with Solika, and I can get there on my engine in an hour. So long as we can hold Solika we are safe, for I do not think that we can possibly be outflanked. Our whole southern frontier only extends for forty miles, and there are only two practicable passes."

"Reist anything of a soldier?" Mr. Van Decht asked after a brief silence.

"For this sort of work--excellent!" Ughtred answered.

"As myself. I never knew a man more devoted to his country. It is his religion! Why do you ask?"

Van Decht took his cigar from his mouth and regarded it thoughtfully.

"Sara has instinct," her father remarked. "Can't say I take to him myself. There's a kink in the man somewhere."

"Well, it isn't in his loyalty or his bravery," Ughtred answered. "He is my best soldier, my most capable adviser, and I owe him my kingdom."

"I'll get along," he said, rising. "Take my advice. Lie down a bit till your message comes along. You're looking pretty bad."

"The first day of war," he said, "even on a small scale, is the most wearing. Later on we shall take things more easily. Only you must remember, sir, that it is for the liberty of an ancient kingdom we fight, not only for our own lives, but for the happiness of unborn generations. I would sooner see Theos blotted out forever from the map of Europe and the memory of man than have her exist a vassal state of Russia."

Mr. Van Decht departed in respectful silence. If tradition or sentiment appealed to him but slightly, he knew an honest man by instinct, and he was fast drifting into a very close sympathy with his future son-in-law.

There came word from Reist within the hour. Ughtred tore open the envelope and spread out the cipher-book before him.