"Come with me."
"Where?"
"Don't ask; you are not afraid, I hope."
Zaklika went, and he soon noticed that the stranger led him to Flemming, who was at home, drinking with some friends. Masked men went to and fro; those who preferred the wine remained. Flemming expected the King. There was a great noise in the house.
The Spaniard entered, and whispered something to Flemming, who then came to Zaklika, and conducted him to a separate room. The Spaniard followed them.
"When did you leave Cosel?" asked he.
"A few days ago."
"What was she doing then?"
"She was settling in Pillnitz."
"Does she intend to stay there?"