"How can I resist?" he asked. "I should have a bullet through my head."
"Why, without doubt," said Colonel Sapt. "My lord, you are very sensible."
"Let me advise you, my lord," said Rudolf, looking down on him kindly enough, "if you come safe through this affair, to add honour to your prudence, and chivalry to your honour. There is still time for you to become a gentleman."
He turned away, followed by a glance of anger from the Count and a grating chuckle from old Sapt.
A few moments later Bernenstein returned. His errand was done, and horses for himself and Rischenheim were at the gate of the Castle. After a few final words and a clasp of the hand from Rudolf, the Lieutenant motioned to his prisoner to accompany him, and they two walked out together, being to all appearance willing companions and in perfect friendliness with one another. The Queen herself watched them go from the windows of her apartment, and noticed that Bernenstein rode half a pace behind, and that his free hand rested on the revolver by his side.
It was now well on in the morning, and the risk of Rudolf's sojourn in the Castle grew greater with every moment. Yet he was resolved to see the Queen before he went. This interview presented no great
