"So the insurgents carried out their threat?" I said, when, some time later, the three of us sat down to dinner.
Rakoczy nodded.
"Heard the news at the arsenal?" he asked. "What a rush it was! The crowd swept me away like a chip in the Danube. And as to getting back; there wasn't the slightest chance."
"We were separated too," said Stephen, "but met again in front of the hôtel. George had quite an adventure. Rescued a royalist maiden from the mob; quite like a hero of romance."
"A charming girl--the daughter of Baron von Arnstein. But Stephen has left out his share of the business;" and I straightway related all that had happened.
"Fortunate youngsters," said Rakoczy. "And a plucky girl. We shall soon be looking for an Austro-Hungarian alliance. I have some news, too, though not as pleasant as yours. Count Beula is in the city."
"What of that?" asked Stephen coldly.
"A great deal. He is the head of the Hungarian Committee formed to aid the Viennese in their insurrection."
"The work ought to suit him," I said carelessly.
"So it will till the Austrians recapture the town; then he'll change sides fast enough."