THE UNKNOWN MR. KENT
other, seized the opportunity to stand up, looking an apology at the king; but the king, evidently good humoured and curious, was watching the American. He could not repress a scowl, however, when Provarsk was ushered in with two sentries in front, two behind, and Captain Paulo bringing up the rear. The sentries saluted the king and stepped to one side.
"You will stand guard outside with your men," the king directed Paulo.
Kent gestured Ivan to guard the door from the inside.
"Good morning, Cousin, and everybody else, Americans included," blithely saluted Provarsk. "Nice weather, isn't it—ah—after the storm! "
Kent was the only one who seemed to enjoy his humour. The king turned his back, walked to a chair and seated himself. For nearly a minute, in the silence of the room, Kent studied Provarsk's face.
"Well, Provarsk," he said, genially, "my bluff seems the best of the lot, doesn't it?"
"Evidently!" quite freely agreed Provarsk. "Only, of course, I don't as yet know just how badly I am let in."
"You'll find that out, soon enough. One usually does, you know," was Kent's response. "I believe His Majesty gives you permission to sit."
"I do," said the king, carelessly, and Provarsk
