"Is he not?" said she, and turned away, and, walking to the middle of the bridge, looked down into the water of the moat.
"Was it in truth the Prince's groom who rode with him, madame?" asked the captain, following her.
"In truth, sir, it was so dark," answered the Princess, "that I could not myself clearly distinguish the man's face."
"One was the Prince, for I saw you embrace him, madame."
"You do well to conclude that that was my brother," said Osra, smiling a little.
"And to the other, madame, you gave your hand."
"And now I give it to you," said she with haughty insolence. "And if to my father's servant, why not to my brother's?" And she held out her hand that he might kiss it, and turned away from him, and looked down into the water again.
"But we found M. de Mérosailles's clothes in the castle!" persisted the captain.
"He may well have left something of his in the castle," said the Princess.
"I will ride after them!" cried the captain.