'Not quite, Anna,' my lady answered, smiling. 'Martin has not done yet.'
'He tells in ten minutes what another would in five,' Fraulein said crossly. 'But to finish?'
'Yes, Martin, what is it?' my lady assented. 'We have eaten all the pastry. The meat I am sure is yet to come.'
I saw that there was nothing else for it, and after all it was what I had come to do. 'Your excellency knows the Bavarian soldier and his daughter, who have been lodging these six months past at the Red Hart?' I said.
'To be sure.'
'Klink talks of turning them out,' I continued, feeling my face grow red I scarcely knew why.
'Is their money at an end?' the Countess asked shrewdly. She was a great woman of business.
'No,' I answered, 'but I dare say it is low.'
'Then what is the matter?' my lady continued, looking at me somewhat curiously.
'He says that they are Papists,' I answered. 'And it is true, as your excellency knows, but it is not for him to say it. The man will not be safe for an hour outside the walls, nor the girl much longer. And there is a small child besides. And they have no where else to go.'