“That I propose to find out. A stranger.”
The Chancellor looked serious. “Are you sure? How can the Princess have become acquainted with a stranger?”
Udo gave a shrug. “At least he is known enough to be here. Come; I will show him to you.”
They strolled observantly through the rooms. “There! The man in the foreign uniform talking to General Rovigno.”
“So!” The hawk’s glance had marked down the victim. “You are certain, Udo?”
“Hardly enough, perhaps, to send the fellow to the fate that awaits him,” Udo answered casually. “But I will make certain. It is a mere question of watching.”
“Better find out first who he is,” the Chancellor observed. He signed to a resplendent Court official who immediately came up with a bow.
“I do not recognize that young officer, Herr Oberkammerer.”
“Possibly not, Excellency,” the functionary replied with another bow. “He is a stranger visiting the country. He comes from Beroldstein. His name is Lieutenant von Bertheim.”
“From Beroldstein? You are sure?”