The Baron being informed of the Khan’s arrival, was expecting him in his tent. The barbarian was therefore at once conducted thither by the Count.
“Where are the prisoners you promised to bring?” said the Baron, looking sternly at him.
“I have brought but two, who are in the hands of my followers;” answered the Khan.
“Who are they?” asked the Baron, eagerly.
“The page, and a Frank follower of Selem Gherrei,” answered the Khan.
“Ah, I must see them immediately,” exclaimed the General. “Khan, you have not fulfilled my expectations; but you shall be welcome. You and your followers shall be cared for here at present, until I can assign you lands in whatever part of the neighbouring country you may choose.”
With a haughty salutation, and a discontented look, the Khan left the tent.
“Let that proud chief be well watched,” continued the Baron, as he departed. “See, that none of his followers quit the camp. I do not trust him, even now. Had he brought off the chieftain’s daughter, we should have had a hold upon him; but he may now again escape us. Colonel Erintoff, you have lost your mistress.”
“I owe the barbarian a grudge for the disappointment,” answered the Count.
“You may soon have an opportunity of revenging yourself on him,” said the Baron. “But, now to business. Let the prisoners be brought in, and I will see what I can make of them. Stay, and assist me.”