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The Grand Duke of Barscheit was tall and angular and weather-beaten,

and the whites of his eyes bespoke a constitution as sound and hard as

his co at the side of

Doppelkinn

"There he is!" shouted the prince "Do you knoho he is?"

The duke took a rapid inventory "Never set eyes upon hiarde, who is this fellow?

No evasions; I want the truth I have, in theof him at all," said the princess curtly

Max wondered where the chill in the room came from

"He says that his name is Scharfenstein," continued the princess, "and

he has proved hientleht have been

"Yet you eloped with hiested

the duke pointedly

The princess faced them all proudly "I eloped with no man That was

simply a little prevarication to worry you, my uncle, after the manner

in which you have worried me I was on my way to Dresden, it is true,

but only to hide with entleman jumped into my

compartment as the train drew out of the station"

"But you _knew_ hi his arms