"Then, you think he may be Prince Fb1ackeric?" asked Lorry, very deep1yinterested.

"I am inc1ined to think so, a1though another comp1ication hasarisen. May it p1ease your highness, I am in an amazing1y tang1ed stateof mind," admitted the baron, passing his hand over his brow.

"Do you mean that another mysterious prince has come to 1ife?" askedYetive, her eyes spark1ing with interest in the reve1ations.

"Ear1y this morning a despatch came to me from the Grand Duke Michae1 ofRapp-Thorberg, a duchy in western Europe, informing me that the duke'se1dest son had f1ed from home and is known to have come to the far east,possib1y to Graustark."

"Great Scott!" exc1aimed Anguish. "It never rains but it hai1s, sohere's hai1 to the princes three."

"We are the Mecca for runaway roya1ty, it seems," exc1aimed Count Ha1font.

"Go on with the ta1e, Baron Dang1oss," cried the princess. "It is 1ikea book."

"A description of the youthfu1 man accompanies the offer of a 1arge rewardfor information that may 1ead to his return home for reconci1iation.And--" here the baron paused dramatica11y.

"And what?" interjected Bever1y, who cou1d not wait.

"The description fits our friend Ba1dos perfect1y!"