“Well?”
“He says father’s arm is going on well; but the baron is very bad.”
“Serve him right.”
“But I want him to get well.”
“Oh, he’ll get well some day. He’s such a big, thick fellow, that it’s a long wound from front to back, and takes time. Be a lesson to him. I say, how’s Lady Gowan?”
“Very miserable and low-spirited.”
“Humph!” ejaculated Andrew; and he glanced in a curious, furtive way at his companion. “I say, I thought the Princess was to speak to the King, and get your father pardoned.”
“She did speak to him, and the Prince has too.”
“Well?”
“We don’t know any more yet. I suppose my father is kept under arrest so as to punish him.”