hill winds. If we were in the Carpathians, you and
I, how savage our life would be!"

"An alluring picture, Princess."

"I am not Princess at present. I am Olga!"

"Mademoiselle Olga," he corrected. "And what about Anne?"

She appeared annoyed by his persistence. "You think of nothing but that
woman," she cried impetuously.

"Your friend, mademoiselle."

"Ach! How stiffly you stay that! My friend! Oh, yes. I would do much for
Anne, but why should I do all?"

"I do not understand, mademoiselle."

With a strong effort she composed herself, and looked at him smiling.
"Is it so very difficult to understand?" she asked softly.

"Very difficult," replied Ware stolidly.

"None so blind as those who won't see," muttered Olga savagely.

"Quite so, mademoiselle." He rose to go. "Will you permit me to retire?"

"No! I have much to say to you. Please sit down."

"If you will talk about Anne," he replied, still standing. "From what
you said at our first interview, she evidently knows something of the
Scarlet Cross, and----"

"I don't know what she does know. She was always careful."

"I thought she spoke freely to you."

"Oh, as a woman always does speak to one of her own sex. With
reservations, Mr. Ware. Still, I could tell you something likely to
throw some light on the mystery."

"If you only would."

"It would not lead you to her hiding-place."

"What if I knew it already, mademoiselle?"

She stood before him, her hands clenched, her breathing coming and going
in quick, short gasps. "You can't know that."

"But _you_ do," he said suddenly.

"I may, or I may not," she replied quickly; "and if you know, why not
seek her out?"

"I intend to try."

"To try! Then you are not sure where she is?" said Olga eagerly.

"Before I answer that, mademoiselle, I must know if you are my friend or
Anne's--enemy," and he looked at her straightly.

"You have put the matter--the position in the right way. I am your
friend and Anne's--no, I am not her enemy. But I won't give her to you.
No, I won't. You must guess that I----"

"Mademoiselle," he interrupted quickly, "spare yourself and me
unnecessary humiliation. You know that I love Anne, that I love no one
but her. I would give my life to find her to prove her innocence."

"Even your life will not bring her to you or save her from the law.
Giles"--she held out her arms--"I love you."

"The heat of the room is too much for you. I will go."

"No!" She flung her