“Come, Harper,” whispered Helga; and we hurried out glad to escape the sight of our enemy’s overthrow.
On the way to the hotel she told me all the Emperor had said to her; the regrets he had expressed; the sorrow he felt; the promises he made; and the hopes he had expressed for her future happiness.
“As a Princess?” I asked; “or as——”
She glanced and smiled and ran on into the hotel, leaving me unanswered.
At the hotel Ivan was waiting, anxious concerning our journey to Siberia, and overjoyed at seeing us together again.
“Has your Highness any commands?” I asked Helga.
“Harper!”
“Well, has Mrs. Denver any wishes?”
“We are not going to Siberia, Ivan,” she said to him. “Everything has come right.”
The great burly fellow laughed with the delight of a child.