Sonnenkamp rubbed his eyes.
What is the picture here for? Or is it only a creation of his own fancy?
He did not have time to decide this matter for himself, for just then the Prince entered noiselessly from behind the curtain of the door, over the thick heavy carpet. He was dressed in full uniform, with a broad band thrown over the right shoulder and across his breast. He carried himself very erect, and merely nodded slightly. He bade Sonnenkamp welcome, and excused himself for having kept him waiting.
Sonnenkamp bowed low, without uttering a word.
CHAPTER III.
A BLOOD-RED STREAK.
"Is your son with you?"
"Yes, your Highness."
"Is he still determined to enter the army?"
"He is anxious to do so."