"It's terribly urgent." Her voice was trembling.
"Well," said the prince hesitantly, "I don't know."
Lord Charles Este looked at the prince and shook his head.
"I don't think it's advisable. This is a ticklish business anyhow with contrary orders from home. You know we agreed there'd be no complications."
The prince frowned.
"This isn't a complication," he objected.
Este turned frankly to Rags.
"Why is it urgent?"
Rags hesitated.
"Why"—she flushed suddenly—"it's a runaway marriage."