Arms and the Woman

"He would not ask her what?"

"To wed the man who caused all this trouble."

"What! Prince Ernst?"

"Yes. I prayed to God, Herr, that your friend's bullet would carry

death. But it was not to be."

"I am going back to London," said I. "When I have settled up my

affairs there I shall return."

"And then?"

"Perhaps I shall complete what my friend began."

I climbed into the ramshackle conveyance and was driven away. Once I

looked back. The innkeeper could be seen on the porch, then he became

lost to view behind the trees. Far away to my left the stones in the

little cemetery on the hillside shone with brilliant whiteness.