She nodded sweetly to him and called him to the side of her conveyance.

"Don't you want to walk beside me ?" she asked.
And he trotted beside her like a faithful dog, all the way to the distant chateau.
The next morning the town bustled with a new excitement.

A trim, beautiful yacht, flying strange colours, steamed into the little harbour of Aratat.
She came to anchor much closer in than ships usually ventured, and an officer put off in the small boat, heading for the pier, which was already crowded with the native women and children.

Every one knew that the yacht brought the Princess who was to visit her ladyship; nothing else had been talked of among the women since the word first came down from the chateau that she was expected.
The Enemy came down from his bungalow, attracted by the unusual and inspiring spectacle of a ship at anchor.

A line of anxiety marked his brow.