I did not die. I was picked up by some good folk, and well tended. Dumergue arrived and looked after me, and in a couple of weeks I was on my legs.
“Now for Glottenberg!” said I.
Dumergue shook his head.
“You won’t be admitted to the town.”
“Not admitted!”
“No. They have made it up—for the time. There must be no scandal. Come, Jason; surely you see that?”
“She tried to murder me.”
“Oh, quite, quite!” said he. “But you can’t prosecute her.”
“And I am to be turned adrift by the prince?”