Under cover of the general confusion Prince Ali had escaped from the Palace.
XIII
THE QUEEN'S MESSENGER
Mr. Brand was seated at the office desk, his hands clasped before him as though in prayer. A sentry paced slowly up and down in the corridor, another trooper stood with carbine at support upon the balcony.
Presently Mr. Brand rose, and walked slowly across the room towards the window, whereupon his warder turned with a startled gesture. The prisoner saw that he was but a lad, shy and comely.
"Don't be uneasy," said Mr. Brand; "I give you my parole not to attempt escape."
"You'd better not," remarked the sentry; "I'd like the chance of a shot."
"Large game, eh?"
"Rather!"
"Don't you wish you were out there, fighting the rioters?"