"I'm glad," said the ambassador simply. "And now, what am I to do with you?"
"Let me go, sir," was the lad's reply.
The ambassador considered the matter.
"I'll tell you," he said at length, "I would like for you to go to Vienna with me and substantiate my story to the emperor. You will say that my story should need no proof, as I am the ambassador, but Robard has influential friends there. He would easily discredit the stories of these two men here. With you it would be different. Will you go?"
"I would rather not, sir," replied Chester quietly.
"I must insist," urged the ambassador.
For some reason that Chester was never afterwards able to explain to himself, he suddenly grew terribly angry.
"No, I won't go!" he shouted, and waved a fist in the very face of the ambassador.
The latter looked at him in amazement; then took his decision.
"You shall go anyhow," he said softly. "Seize him, men!"