“When?”
Deulin looked at his watch.
“In half an hour. Think of the risks, Bukaty—a young girl.”
And he saw a sudden fierceness in the old man's eyes. The point was gained.
“I could take her to Cracow this evening. Your sister there will take her in.”
“Yes, yes! But will Wanda go?”
“If you tell her to go she will. I think that is the only power on earth that can make her do it.”
The prince smiled.
“You seem to know her failings. You are no lover, my friend.”
“That is a question in which we are both beyond our depth. You will do this thing for me. I come back in half an hour.”