CHAPTER XVIII
THROUGH THE STORMI moved to the door and locked it noiselessly. I dared not open it to see if the servant had gone, for if he had not that would have roused his suspicions at once. The Duke had already crossed to the further side of the room, and I joined him there.
He wasted no time in preliminaries.
"Mishka has told me all," he began, speaking in English, though still in the hoarse low growl appropriate to his assumed character. "And I have learned much since. There is to be a meeting to-night, and if things are as I suspect she will be brought before the tribunal. We must save her if we can. Will you come? To say it will be at the risk of your life is to put it mildly. It will be a forlorn hope."
"I'll come; tell me how," I said.
"You will go to the place where you me
