“Do you know who she is?”
“No. Only that she’s a great lady in Belgrade.”
“Did she tell you how she fell into the hands of those men?”
“No; she does not know. She was carried off and believed she was in the hands of the brigands, and that they would hold her for a ransom. But I could find out.”
“How?”
“I know Belgrade and I know the friends of the men with her.”
“How would you get the information?”
“Quickest to buy it.”
Money was to talk again. “How much?” I asked.
“They were to have three thousand gulden if they got her to Maglai. Not getting a kreutzer, they’ll be ready to sell the whole scheme for less than half.”