'What are your plans, my lord?' he asked aloud.
The Count started, and raised his head.
'We have three of the Guard here—Unziar, Rallywood, Colendorp. You know that as soon as we have made sure of their officers the men will follow of themselves. Now Unziar is no saint.'
'But he fights the better because he is a sinner.'
'He is not to be tempted, then. But he is in love with Mdlle. Selpdorf—with your future wife, and she must blind him. A man in love is easily blinded.'
'And Rallywood?' asked Elmur.
'We don't—want Rallywood,' rejoined Sagan, with an odd glance at Elmur. 'I can manage him, if you will leave him to me.'
Elmur smiled.
'I conclude Rallywood is capable of taking care of himself.'
The Count grinned.