She and the woman with her, who must have been her servant,
were in a small machine alone, except for the chauffeur."
"It's a strange tale. Which way did they go?"
"Toward Metz. We know no more. The prince did not look like a man who
would tell his intentions to everybody."
"The story has in it the elements of romance," said John. "I think with
you, Annette, that the young lady who must certainly have been of high
birth, was being carried away from some young man who loved her well."
A lively discussion followed. John's voice had decided the opinion of
the kitchen. It had been divided hitherto, but it was not now. The
beautiful young lady with the starry eyes and the golden hair had
certainly been torn away, and the sympathy of cooks and maids was
strongly for her. While they talked John tried to collect his thoughts.
After the first shock, he was convinced that Julie's life was in no
danger, but her liberty certainly was. Auersperg would use the charge
that she was a spy to hold her, and he was a powerful man. The pressure
upon her would grow heavier and heavier all the time. Could she resist
it? He might make her think that the fate of a spy would be hers, unless
she chose to marry him.
In all the world, since Philip would lie long in the hospital with a
wound, there was but one man who could help her.
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