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"Give me the message," said Kent The usurper thrust it across to ward him, faciltated its passage by blowing it sharply with his pursed lips, and then calmly sat down. Kent took it, twisted it into a knot, and with thumb and finger flipped it in to the air. For a moment they looked at each other, Provarsk alert and with increasing insolence, the Ameri _ can humorously, and secretly pleased. “Why, do you know," he said sud denly, almost as if speaking to him self and expecting no reply, “you are a lot - more interesting and much smarter than I gave you credit for being? Somehow or another, though, I ffcn't believe you are going to put it through. You don’t dare to ruin a kingdom. You've called my bluff now I call yours:" The baron sneered. "Don't care to carry it out to the end, you mean? Try me!” "Perhaps I shall. That depends. Yes, t rather think I will.” "That old saw about possession be ing. nine-tenths, you know, Mr. Kent?” The baron now spoke with painful gentility. “That being the ease, I suppose I may as well go,’’ replied the Ameri can. "Oh. 1 shouldn't be In too big a hurry," the usurper said, with a meaning grin that did not extend above his lips. "I’m afraid, Mr. Rich ard Kent, agent for John Rhodes, that you shall not make your departure from this palace until you have in duced your employer to advance the additional loan. Needless to add that, under these new conditions, you can scarcely expect any commission whatever." The American did not appear dis turbed; yet there was a peculiar watchfulness in his manner. “Humph! You don’t dare to detain me," he said. “Don't dare to detain you? That’s a joke. Don't dare? I dare not only to detain you, but. In case this money lending, penny scraping master of yours doesn't advance, 1 dare to have both you and that stupid dummy be hind you shot and put nicely out of the way.” It he had expected to feighten his visitor, he must have been dis appointed; for the latter grinned with the utmost contempt directly ffcpross at him and then chuckled deep in his throat. You re not half the man I thought you,” he said, jeeringly. "I’m quite disapointed in you, to tell the truth. Dare? Why, you wouldn't dare do anything. It's a pity. You had me re specting you as a pretty fair game ster; but this last lot about detain ing me. brigand and ransom stuff, cheap melodrama, really hurts me! Call in one of those louts outside, and, by an exchange, take your proper place. You and your mob are, after nit, a lot of penny whistles squeaking thinly in a country lane.” There was everything of studied insult In his tone, his look, the play of his hands as he spoke, and the baron, surprised, upset, angered, and lired by his long hours of excite ment, responded as the American had given an odd signal across his shoulders by curiously twisting his fingers and waving them, and, ex pectant and watchful. Ivan had ob served and slowly, cautiously, edged around lhe table side to his employer elbow. Now he came, inch by inch, a little further, to a position where he j could fix his eyes on Kent's lips. The k baron, resolved to exert his authority, came around the corner and reached for a bell. Kent's lips moved noise lessly. although ha sat still. “Now! Ivan! Get him' Quickly!" he said, and the giant whirled and leaped even as the baron’s fingers were within an inch of the bell that Mould summons assistance. One of Ivan's huge hands was cla.sped over the usurper's mouth, the lingers seeming bent on crushing the lower part of the baron's face, while he threw his other arm completely around him. pinioned him and lifted him from the floor as if he were but a combative boy in weight and strength. lie bent him back across the table roughly, then slammed him down on the top of it with such force that the baron's breath was almost churned from his body; then, swiftly releasing his arm from around the baron's body, he lifted himself on one tip-toe and planted a heavy knee in the pit of the baron's stomach, while the other hand shot to the usurper's throat and threatened by main Strength to crush the bones of iu's vic tim's neck. The barons eyes pro truded and bo began to struggle f»«Wf. . Kent rushed to Ivan's side YOd at-'' traded bis attention Uj tapping him a smartly on the shoulders with his knuckles. Ivan, without relaxing his hold, looked at his employer's Ups. "Don’t kill him! For heaven’s sake, don’t kill him!” Kent muttered. “I’ve got to jok his teeth loose. He has set them In the palm of my hand,’ the giant replied; but was saved from executing the baron, who at that moment dropped back inert, his face purple, and his eye dazed with threat ened unconsciousness. Unnoted by either Kent or the baron, an auto mobile horn had been tooting lutily outside, its mellow notes playing a trumpet tune that swept vigorously through the open windows. Again it sounded and Kent threw his head up and listened. < "What can that mean?” he voiced 1 aloud, forgetting that Ivan could not hear. "That Is one of the royal auto mobiles, because no others are al- i lowed to carry such horns!” i It did not sound again and the bar- : on was beginning to recover his senses and anger; although now the latter 1 was curiously intermingled with re- I spect, if not fear. Kent stood over 1 him perfectly calm and self-pos- : sessed. "Listen, Provarsk,” he said, “and 1 make no mistake. My pian and I may 1 have trouble getting you out of here; 1 but of one feature rest assured, If 1 any of your sentries come in to take 1 us, or to help you, they will find a dead leader on this table!” 1 An almost sly smile shifted the i grim outlines of his mouth, as he 1 added, speaking entirely for the bar on’s ears, and well aware that Ivan i watching his prisoner, could not take < the order, “Ivan, if the baron opens ] his mouth to call for help, or makes < any attempt to reach that bell, kill ’ him instantly by breaking his neck across the edge of the table. If you prefer, you may cut his head off with that knife on your hip, but make no noise. Do it quickly, and surely.” He saw that Provarsk was impress ed with his peril but also saw a sud den gleam of exultation lap into his eyes at the sound which now became audible throughout the corridor, a sound of commotion and a woman's voice raised to an indignant pitch of determination. "How dare you attempt to block my way?” it demanded. "Who are you and your scrap heap band of adven turers to tempt to keep me from coming into my own palace?” "But, but, Madame!" they heard the voice of Ubaldo protesting. “I am not madame. I am Her Royal Highness the Princess Eloise, and I am going to see and talk to Baron Provarsk, no matter who intereferes. Out of my way!” "That’s the bird the baron wanted us to make sure of last night, Cap tain.” another voice, coarse and heavy, called out. “Better let her go In. He’ll be glad to see her." “But the princess does not under stand that my orders ar—” It was evident that Ubaldo was re treating in front of her up the cor ridor toward the entrance to the throne room, and that she was stead ily advancing, bravely and impetu ously intent on confronting the us urper. Kent 3 face hardened. He thrust t his hand into his pocket, brought out i a heavy automatic pistol, slipped the j safetly catch off with hands that did f not tremble, and planted himself just inside the door. Ivan obedient to pre- ^ vious understanding that, no matter what occurred after they were in the 1 palace, Provarsk was to be his es- \ peeial charge, held the usurper down 1 with the steadiness of a stone man 1 The noise in the corridor increased t making it plain that the guard, highly s entertained, had fallen into the Prin- r cess’s wake. They heard her turn on j them. \ "What do you mean by following c after and annoying me?" she ques- 1 Honed, angrjly. c Ubaldo. anxious to And some means i of extricating himself from a ridic- J ulous position, bawled, “The princess t is’ right! Halt, you men! Fall in! t Stand at attention!" t There was a quick shuffling of feet as the guardsmen obeyed. t "Now, Your Royal Highness, if you j a still insist, I will announce you." j 3 “No. you won’t!" she said. “All [ you can do is to stand to one side. | I I’ll announce myself." . * That she gained her way was evi- je dent by her entrance, as she swung i one of the doors open and, with 5 white cheeks and biasing eyes, 1 stepped inside Instantly the Amerl- < can closed it behind her. At the I sound of the closing door she turned apprehensively like one entrapped. f but both fear and anger gave way to aatoihehmen as she grasped the - -3 signs of struggle that were before [< her, the American with pistol in hand, and on the table the discom fited usurper intently watched by the giant, who did not so much as glance up at her entrance. "What—what is the meaning of this?" she faltered, all her own reso lutions upset by the strangeness of the tableau. Provarsk dumbly rolled his eyea to ward her, but it was Kent who re plied. "It means that the Princees has arrived at a most inopportune mo ment,” he said, coldly. "I left posi tive instructions that neither you, nor any one else, was to interfere with my plans.” "And my brother took orders from you,” she said, sarcasm in her re flection. "And I told him that if there was no man of our house who iared to face this upstart baron, I would do it myself and alone!" A reluctant approval of her bravery ihone in his grim, resolute face. "How could my brother know,” ihe demanded, as her temper again tame uppermost, “that the agent of rohn Rhodes, who seeks his pound >f flesh and nothing more, would not tome here and ally himself with this idventurer?” "I am not without honor,” Kent inswered, quietly and with a fine lignity of his own. "The situation is you find it is sufficient proof.” She hesitated, bit her lip, and ooked back at the other participants n this outre scene into which she lad recklessly forced her way. The woof of Kent’s fidelity to her house vas palpable in that restrained and lesperate figure stretched out and leld relentlessly by the silent giant, tnd by the American's readiness to tefend her against the squalid band lutside. “You have impugned my motives •efore,” his cold, restrained voice -gain broke in, and with a quality hat she could not misinterpret. 'But you have now interfered, leriously, in an emergency whose tifflculties are increased by your iresence. You have Jeopardised our hances; so you shall and must obey rhat I am going to tell you.” "Must? Must?” “Must and shall!” For an instant they eyed each ither, and then, frightened by his ■ery domination and strength, she elt suddenly disturbed. "Come,” he said, "we have no time o quibble. If you value your life, or rour brother's possession of the hrone, you will do precisely as I ell you. If this can not be ac :omplished with your friendship as in aid, it shall, nevertheless, be ac complished. I expect you to obey, mplieitly! It Is our only chance.” Overawed by his determined pose, he bowed her head, in enforced as ent. He stepped across to the side if fhe table, touched Ivan on the .rm, and gestured for him to release heir prisoner. “Get up, Provarsk!” the American urtly ordered, and as the baron tiffly descended from the table and egan with nervous fingers to rear ange his disordered cravat, Kent :lanced swiftly at Ivan to assure limself that the latter's gass was ixed on his lips. He spoke slowly, lstincly, and with forceful quietness, .ddressing himself to the baron but rith his head slightly turned that he giant might read. "Provarsk, you and I are going out* t this room and through that cor Idor, arm in arm, while you appar ntiy assist me in a friendly fashion, van will support me on the opposite ide, because my arms will be crossed, he one on your side being beneatii ny coat. You will support me with our left side toward me, my gentle riend, for a definite reason.'' He grinned and paused to give his rords effect. “That reason being as you may are surmised, that every foot o( the (ay the hand beneath my coat will e pressing this gun against your tart, and that if you e' en falter, at empf to break loose, or give the lightest alarn, I’ll kill you as re lorselessly as I would a snake. Our eaceful progress is the only way by ,-hich you have thf. remotest chance f being alive 13 minutes from now. f we are compelled to fight our way ut, it will be after your dead carcass » left behind on the corridor tiles, 'ake no mistake concerning my rtc ermination and ability to carry this hrough. This tin.; there is no luff.” Terrified by the possibilities cf rugedy before her eyes, the princess sked in an awed whisper, ‘‘What do ou intend to do with him’.’” "If he lives through the next few ninutes. I shall take him to the utomobile waiting there in the treet, and kidnap him. After the :ing has returned to his throne, we hall see! Probably 1 shall permit iim to live. That depends entirely n his behavior. I expect you to day y«rsr part well." He turned to the baron with a cowl on his face. “Now!” he said. “This, as sure as ou’re alive,, ta a moment of fate or you. Also, teat any of your tool guard might suspect, you must presi tend to engage me in friendly eon versation. The friendlier the better, my lad, for I shall listen earnestly to that pleasant discourse that I expect to fall from your lips. I have ob served that you can talk rather well, I on occasion. Open the doors, Prin cess Kloise, and pass out. You know the way." Right royally she obeyed, nerving _ herself to a direct and unfaltering ■ progress. Her pale, cleanly cut face, the haughty carriage of her finely poised .head, and her deliberate, graceful stride proclaimed her the royal princess in truth. So far as a»y nervous betrayal was concerned, she might have been leading the way to gome affair of state. She stared with cool contempt at the little guard of adventurers who stood at stiff at tention against the corridor walls. Provarsk felt the strength of the rigid arm that clasped his own against the American's side, and the rigid pressure beneath it of the firmly held steel tube. Any doubts he had relative to helplessness of his position were confirmed. Any hope he cherished of escape was subdued by the fear and certainty of death, _ imminent, ready, and inexorable; for now, to increase his discomfiture, the hobbling, dragging man, a picture of physical incapacity, had bent a trifle forward and turned his gaze upward that he might watch even the ex pression of his prisoner’s face. The surreptitious wink of an eye would, Provarsk felt, be as fatal as a shrill scream. “Ah! My dear Baron, you were saying-?” He writhed mentally at the sound of the high, querulous, as sumed voice, and hastened to reply when he felt the pressure of the pistol's muzzle harshly increased against his ribs. "I was saying,” he replied, with cool, untrembiing bravado, “that we can finally rearrange our affairs at a later date. At present, of course, you have the best of it. “Decidedly! Decidedly!" croaked the visitor. “And there Is nothing I love better than a man ,who tries to balance his obligations. But I trust, my dear Baron Provarsk, that the cares of state which now burden you will soon be over with." The usurper's face flushed red, but he controlled himself to pass the crisis. This American had taunted hint, and played with him in the moment when disaster had overtaken ——, his plans—but whatever else he was, Provarsk was a good sportsman, and, somehow, the humor of the situa tion, even in this time of stress, ap pealed. He broke into a cynical laugh that echoed through the cor ridors and convinced the wondering CJbaldo that there was nothing covert in the situation. The tatter even grinned arid winked at his comrades -•— after the procession disappeared and declared, “Trust him! He’s a fox! Already he has that doddering old ass just where he wants him. NTow you fellows can take a rest!” The two sentries- on guard in the gaily painted sentry boxes outside the palace gates decided, when they saw the prinoess, who had almost forced her way into the palace, re appear and enter her car, that they dad done well to admit her; for sure ly that great leader, Baron Provarsk, whom they had assisted to the throne, talked most gaily when he drove away In the second car with the high voiced, cackling old man who still etung ‘o him in a most friendly manner. The only difficulty ibout a revolution after all, the sen tries decided, was that it robbed the Invaders of enough sleep, and there jpon they yawned widely and tried )nce more to interest themselves in the appearance of the villagers and farmers who passed leisurely with aaskets and fowls, totally unaware that they were in the midst of a re volt. CHAPTER SIX. Two automobiles, the first a closed :a.r carrying a royal princess who was still m a state of mental turmoil ind distress, largely puncturated at limes by the knowledge that she had net one man who paid no deference o her title, and the second a long, stream line touring car bearing on ts panels the arms of Baron Von Herts, and carrying three passengers ind a chauffeur in the baron’s unl 'orm, stormed up the steep ascent to he Castle Herts, and came to a halt. Two men emerged anxiously from :he great doors and smiled with latisfaction when they identified the iccupants of the second car. "Got him!" exclaimed Kent, leap ng easily from the car. "And, by [he way, Baron Von Herts, if. those jates or the drawbridge still work, t might be as well to close them V intil wo finish our business with our {uest. 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