At the sight of it Frank could not repress an
exclamation of astonishment. It was the man he wanted to find; the man
with whom he had talked in the summer house. At the same instant the man
recognized the boy, but, with a motion of his fingers to his lips, to
enjoin silence, he shut the door of his room, and Frank heard the key
turn in the lock.
CHAPTER XXIII
PLANNING A RESCUE
By this time the attendants were at room twenty-seven. Several of them
entered, and the commotion that had gone on without ceasing since Frank
first heard it, quieted down. As the boy passed the apartment he saw a
little man, standing in a fighting attitude, grasping the leg of a
chair for a weapon, and seemingly bidding defiance to a horde of
imaginary enemies.
"What is the trouble, your majesty?" he heard one of the attendants ask
the patient.
"Why, the rebels have risen against their liege lord."
"We will attend to them," the attendant replied. "Sir Knight," turning
to one of his companions, "order out the guard and take all the rebels
to prison."
"That's the way to talk," interrupted his majesty with a laugh, not much
in keeping with his assumed dignity.
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