"I am only the bearer of one message," Ellerey said shortly. The fellow's insolent manner came near to raising Ellerey's temper. This was a dangerous ally the Queen had chosen. "Do you know the nature of the message I bring?"
"Aye, as I know the price to be paid for my help. The Queen has not dared to question my terms, has she?"
"I know nothing of the price. I might find it too high if I did."
"Nor were you sent to argue, Captain, but to deliver the token," said
Vasilici, holding out his hand.
Ellerey swallowed his rages a best he could, with a determination to take the pride out of this boaster some day; and drawing out the sealed box containing the bracelet of medallions, handed it to the brigand.
"At last the great day dawns for me and for Wallaria!" Vasilici exclaimed. "The kingdom of the hills comes to power and honor."
"Did they tell you that an army lies in wait between here and
Sturatzberg?" asked Ellerey.
"Fifty armies will not stop me and those I lead when I elect to strike," cried the brigand, snapping his fingers. "The puppets in Sturatzberg will either bow to me or squeal at their punishment when I enter the city."
"You'll find the gates shut and some good men to guard them," Ellerey answered. "I am in a position to know that."
"We may use you, Captain, and for good service there is something more than thanks."