This earnest look cooled Apafi a little, which did not escape Anna's notice, and she drew toward him again affectionately.
"It seemed to me probable that the Prince might need me more than the husband," and then she added with her irresistible smile, "I hope you will not misunderstand my intentions in this."
Apafi put his arm around his wife and drew her to him. The throne was quite wide enough for both.
"You are right. It is well you have come. There is always something lacking when I cannot see you. You certainly deserve to come nearest my heart; I am not in the least afraid to lay your mind in the balance with any man in the circle."
"Who are all these men?" asked Anna.
"You shall know them by their names. The tall, slender man is Ladislaus Csaki who has just offered me his son for a page."
"No time lost there. It is only a short time since the boy was serving Kemény."
Apafi's face darkened a little.
"The man with the heavy moustache is Gabriel Haller."
Anna clapped her hands with surprise.