h to call his own?
In those tantalizing moments of despair he felt that if he were free and
near her he could win the fight against all odds. As it was, he knew not
what mischief was working against his chances in the world from which he
was barred.

The prior was kind to him; everything that could be done to provide
comfort where comfort was a stranger was employed in his behalf.

He lived well--until his appetite deserted him; he had no questions try
answer, for no one asked why he was there; he had no danger to fear, for
no foe knew where he lived. From the city came the promise of
ultimate escape; verbal messages from those who loved him; news of
the world,--all at long intervals, however. Quinnox's visits were like
sunbeams to him. The dashing captain came only at night and in disguise.
He bore verbal messages, a wise precaution against mishap. Not once did
he bring a word of love from the Princess, an omission which caused the
fugitive deep misery until a ray of intelligence showed him that she
could not give to Quinnox the speeches from her heart, proud woman that
she was.

Anguish sent words of cheer, with commands to be patient. He never
failed to tell him, through Quinnox, that he was doing all in his power
to find the real murderer and that he had the secret co-operation of the
old police captain. Of course, the hidden man heard of the reward
and the frenzied search prosecuted by both principalities. He laughed
hysterically over the deception that was being practiced by the
blue-eyed, slender woman who held the key to the situation in her
keeping.

It was not until the night of the eighteenth of November that Quinnox
confirmed his fears by telling him of the conditions imposed by Prince
Bolaroz. For some reason the young officer had deceived Lorry in regard
to the all-important matter. The American repeatedly had begged for
information about the fatal twentieth, but on all previous occasions
his visitor doggedly maintained a show of ignorance, vowing that he knew
nothing of the circumstances Finally Lorry, completely out of patience
and determined to know the true state of affairs, soundly upbraided him
and sent word to the Princess that if she did not acquaint him with the
inside facts he would leave the monastery and find them out for himself.
This authoritative message brought Quinnox back two nights later with
the full story of the exciting conference. She implored him to remain
where he was, and ask