“No, it is not that. He doesn’t need any title men might give him. I would have him King––but my people would only kill him. That is the reason.”
“Pardon me,” begged Wilson. “I––I did not understand.”
“They are very jealous––my people. He would have many enemies here––enemies who wouldn’t fight fair.”
“And he made you Queen for this!” gasped Wilson.
“He didn’t know––did he?”
“I should say not.”
“Now I want you to talk to him if he returns, and 209 tell him he mustn’t come back and get killed. Won’t you?”
“I will talk to him if I see him, but––he will come back just the same.”
“He mustn’t. You don’t understand fully the danger.”
“You couldn’t make him understand.”