Yet
a thousand thanks to my dearest queen for dreaming of me."
"No, but what could it mean?" she asked again.
"What does it mean when I dream always of you, except that I
always love you?"
"Was it only that?" she said, still unconvinced.
What more passed between them I do not know. I think that the
queen told my wife more, but women will sometimes keep women's
secrets even from their husbands; though they love us, yet we are
always in some sort the common enemy, against whom they join
hands. Well, I would not look too far into such secrets, for to
know must be, I suppose, to blame, and who is himself so
blameless that in such a case he would be free with his censures?
Yet much cannot have passed, for almost close on their talk about
the dream came Colonel Sapt, saying that the guards were in line,
and all the women streamed out to watch them, while the men
followed, lest the gay uniforms should make them forgotten.
Certainly a quiet fell over the old castle, that only the
constable's curt tones broke, as he bade Rudolf come by the back
way to the stables and mount his horse.
"There's no time to lose," said Sapt, and his eye seemed to
grudge the queen even one more word with the man she loved.
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