‘All that was true three days ago, madam. Your Majesty told
King Alexander, and the conspirators have advanced the hour in
consequence.’
For the first time the heroic woman turned pale, and began to tremble.
‘At what hour to-night is it?’
‘I have not ascertained. For ought I know the assassins are at this
moment surrounding the Palace. There may be just time for you to
leave.’
‘But the King! Alexander! My husband!’
‘I do not think there will be time for him to leave as well,’ I said
gravely.
Queen Draga threw one hand across her breast with a superb defiance.
‘I do not go without my husband, sir.’