“I wonder you don’t recommend him to beat me,” said Danaë insolently.
“If I thought there was the slightest likelihood of his doing it, you may be sure I would. But remember, however foolishly indulgent your husband may be, you owe a debt to me. You have yet to earn your life. I have the right to claim your services, and if you continue to repay me by such displays as this——”
“I don’t understand you, Prince,” said Armitage.
“One would think I was Petros,” said Danaë.
“After all, you are not so very different from Petros,” said Prince Romanos meaningly. “I hope your wife will be in a better mind in the morning, Lord Armitage. Good-night.”
Armitage escorted him to the door, and came back to find Danaë sitting with her arms upon the table. “What did he mean?” she asked, without looking at him.
“I don’t know. Your brother has been rather strange of late. Perhaps it is just as well that you will not have much opportunity of irritating him further at present, Danaë.”
“What have you and he been plotting together?” she asked.
He took no notice of the tone. “You will be glad to hear that Glafko and Princess Zoe will be here in a day or two. They were to leave Klaustra to-day, and Theophanis will follow them when the Princess is stronger.”
“You have asked them to come at once!” cried Danaë.