THEY HAVE COLDS IN SLAVNA
"I just wanted to know," said Lepage, drinking thoughtfully. "And—er—Captain behind Alexis? Guiding the youthful King? Countess Ellenburg?"
"No doubt, no doubt. Behind him his very pious mother, Lepage."
"And behind her?" persisted Lepage.
Markart laughed, but cast a glance round and shook his head.
"Come, come, Captain, don't leave an old friend in the dark—just where information would be useful!"
"An old friend! Oh, when I remember my aching head! You think me very forgiving, Monsieur Lepage."
"If you knew the night I spent, you'd forgive me anything," said Lepage, with a shudder of reminiscence.
"Ah, well," said Markart, after another draught, "I'm a soldier—I shall obey my orders."
"Perfect, Captain! And who will give them to you, do you think?"
"That's exactly what I'm waiting to see. Oh, I've turned prudent! No more adventures for me!"
"I'm quite of your mind; but it's so difficult to be prudent when one doesn't know which is the strongest side."
"You wouldn't go to Volseni?" laughed Markart.
"Perhaps not; but there are difficulties nearer home. If you went out of this door and turned to the left, you would come to the offices of the Council of Ministers. If you turned to the right, and thence to the right again, and on to the north wall, you would come, Captain, to Suleiman's Tower. Now, as I understand, Colonel Stafnitz—"
"Is at the Tower, and the General at the offices, eh?"
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