'
'Well, it's all one,' said Kuno. 'If anybody said what you said,
you would have his blood, and you know it.'
'You have him on the brain,' retorted his companion. 'There he
goes!' he cried, the next moment.
And sure enough, about a mile down the mountain, a rider on a white
horse was seen to flit rapidly across a heathy open and vanish among
the trees on the farther side.
'In ten minutes he'll be over the border into Gerolstein,' said
Kuno. 'It's past cure.'
'Well, if he founders that mare, I'll never forgive him,' added the
other, gathering his reins.
And as they turned down from the knoll to rejoin their comrades, the
sun dipped and disappeared, and the woods fell instantly into the
gravity and greyness of the early night.
CHAPTER II - IN WHICH THE PRINCE PLAYS HAROUN-AL-RASCHID
THE night fell upon the Prince while he was threading green tracks
in the lower valleys of the wood; and though the stars came out
overhead and displayed the interminable order of the pine-tree
pyramids, regular and dark like cypresses, their light was of small
service to a traveller in such lonely paths, and from thenceforth he
rode at random. The austere face of nature, the uncertain issue of
his course, the open sky and the free air, delighted him like wine;
and the hoarse chafing of a river on his left sounded in his ears
agreeably.
It was past eight at night before his toil was rewarded and he
issued at last out of the forest on the firm white high-road.
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