“Better put them on when we are clear of the place,” I decided, as Markov put the bundle into the cart.
“I am afraid you will find the road to safety very rough, Princess,” I said as I helped her into the cart. I had not spoken to her since leaving the General’s house.
“I am causing you all sore trouble,” she answered, smiling sadly. “How shall I ever thank you enough?”
“We shall have our reward when we see you safe in Servia.”
“Ah, I ought to have done what you advised yesterday and have gone then. All this would have been spared us.”
“We could not foresee what old Kolfort had planned for last night. I thought the road would have been as open to-day as it was yesterday.”
“It is like you to lighten the blame, but it is my fault.”
“We are ready, your Honour,” called Markov.
“Forward then,” I said. “Cautiously out of Liublian, and then press on with all the speed you can make.”
I mounted, and was in the act of starting when a horseman was seen riding hard up the road we had come. It was Zoiloff, and I welcomed him gladly.