“And the king—he is not at all what you think. But you will see!”
“Yes—the baron has promised to arrange an interview.”
“It will be to-night; the baron is giving a dinner.”
“How did you know?” asked Selden, looking at her in some astonishment.
“I am to be there. You also are invited, are you not?”
“Yes.”
“Well—you can make your observations! I advise you to keep your eyes very wide open.”
Selden rubbed a reflective hand across his forehead.
“I confess,” he said, “that these intrigues are too subtle for my intelligence. I don’t seem to be able to find the key. However I shall do my best. I don’t suppose you can tell me any more?”
“Only in confidence. You would not want that.”