"It will be more consistent, that is true," I said. "Coffee and pistols for two."
"I'm glad to see that you are bright," said Pembroke. "Hold out your hand."
I did so.
"Good. So long as it doesn't tremble, I have confidence of the end."
We had scarcely finished our coffee when the Prince, followed by Von
Walden, entered.
"Pardon me," he said, "for having made you wait."
"Permit me," said I, rising, "to present my second; Mr. Pembroke, His
Highness Prince Ernst of Wortumborg."
The two looked into each other's eyes for a space, and the Prince nodded approvingly.
"I have heard of Your Highness," said my cousin, with a peculiar smile.
"Some evil report, I presume?" laughed the Prince.