"I shall leave Edelweiss to-morrow," said one, more to himself than to his companion, as they crossed the parade. The other gave a start and did not look pleased. Then he instinctively glanced toward the castle.
"The Princess is at her window," he cried, clutching Lorry's arm and pointing back. But the other refused to turn, walking on blindly. "You ought not to have acted like that, Gren," said Anguish, a few moments later. "She saw me call your attention to her, and she saw you refuse to look back. I don't think that you should have hurt her." Lorry did not respond, and there was no word between them until they were outside the castle gates.
"You may leave to-morrow, Lorry, if you like, but I'm going to stay a while," said Harry, a trifle confusedly.
"Haven't you had enough of the place?"
"I don't care a whoop for the place. You see, it's this way: I'm just as hard hit as you, and it is not a Princess that I have to contend with."
"You mean that you are in love with the Countess?"
"Emphatically."
"I'm sorry for you."
"Think she'll turn me down?"
"Unless you buy a title of one of these miserable counts or dukes."
"Oh, I'm not so sure about that. These counts and dukes come over and marry our American girls. I don't see why I can't step in and pick out a nice little Countess if I want to."
"She is not as avaricious as the counts and dukes, I'll wager. She cares nothing fer your money."
"Well, she's as poor as a church mouse," said the other, doggedly.
"The Countess poor? How do you know?'
"I asked her one day and she told me all about it," said Anguish.