The worry on the Minister's face deepened.
"This complicates matters, Wratslav," he said, "and makes it more imperative that Her Highness be kept most strictly secluded. Go to bed now. We shall have enough to keep us awake for the next ten days."
Wratslav left, but the Minister sat down at his desk. Morning found him there asleep.
CHAPTER XVI
HIS EXCELLENCY IS WORRIED
At eleven o'clock, His Excellency the Minister was handed a card which read:
"RIGHT REV. DONALD MURRAY, D.D."
Touching a bell, His Excellency summoned Wratslav.
"There is a clergyman," he said, "who calls on me. I do not know him, and of course I cannot guess his business. Perhaps you will see him."