“No one could foresee this,” he exclaimed. “He has walked into the lion’s den.”
“Then,” Lady Carey said, “I am quite prepared to hear that he tamed the lion.”
“If there was one person living whom I could have sworn that this man dared not visit, it was our Emperor,” the Prince said. “It is only a few years since, through this man’s intrigues, Germany was shamed before the world.”
“And yet,” Lady Carey said sweetly, “the Emperor has received him.”
“I have private intelligence from Berlin,” Saxe Leinitzer answered. “Mr. Sabin was in possession of a letter written to him by the Emperor Frederick, thanking him for some service or other; and the letter was a talisman.”
“How like him,” Lady Carey murmured, “to have the letter.”
“What a pity,” the Prince sneered, “that such devotion should remain unrewarded.”
Lady Carey sighed.
“He has broken my heart,” she replied.
The Prince threw out his hands.