The Ambassador glanced around. Their isolation was complete.
"Ah! well," he murmured, "it is a wonderful thing to be so charmingly aided towards such a wonderful end."
"And to have such complete trust in one's friends," Anna remarked, looking him steadfastly in the face.
The Prince did not flinch. His smile was perfectly courteous and acknowledging.
"That is my happiness," he admitted. "I will tell you the reason which directed my footsteps this way," he added, drawing a small betting book from his pocket. "You must back Prince Charlie for the next race. I will, if you choose, take your commissions. I have a man waiting at the rails."
"Twenty pounds for me, please," the Princess declared. "I have the horse marked on my card, but I had forgotten for the moment."
"And the same for me," Anna begged. "But did you really come only to bring us this valuable tip, Prince?"
The Ambassador stooped down.
"There is a dispatch on its way to me," he said softly, "which I believe concerns you. It might be necessary for you to take a short journey within the next few days."
"Not back to Berlin?" Anna exclaimed.