CHAPTER VI.
PRELIMINARY CONFERENCE.
It was about seven in the evening, when Tito and the Captain dismounted at the doors of the palace.
The news of the king’s danger had spread, and an immense crowd filled the court-yard.
As our young friend entered, he found himself face to face with Death, who was hastily leaving.
“Already?” asked Tito, anxiously.
“Not yet,” answered the sinister deity.
The physician breathed more easily.
“When, then?” he asked, after a pause.
“I cannot tell thee.”