"I," he started again, and then there came an interruption at the
door.
"A messenger, your majesty," announced the doorman, "who says that
he must have audience at once upon a matter of life and death to the
king."
"We will see him in the ante-chamber," replied Barney, moving toward
the door. "Await us here, Prince Ludwig."
A moment later he re-entered the apartment. There was an expression
of renewed hope upon his face.
"As we were about to remark, my dear prince," he said, "I swear that
the royal blood of the Rubinroths flows in my veins, and as God is
my judge, none other than the true Leopold of Lutha shall be crowned
today. And now we must prepare for the coronation. If there be
trouble in the cathedral, Prince Ludwig, we look to your sword in
protection of the king."
"When I am with you, sire," said Von der Tann, "I know that you are
king. When I saw how you led the troops in battle, I prayed that
there could be no mistake. God give that I am right. But God help
you if you are playing with old Ludwig von der Tann."
When the old man had left the apartment Barney summoned an aide and
sent for Butzow. Then he hurried to the bath that adjoined the
apartment, and when the lieutenant of horse was announced Barney
called through a soapy lather for his confederate to enter.
"What are you doing, sire?" cried Butzow in amazement.
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