Edgar Rice Burroughs

The Mad King Edgar Rice Burroughs

The effect of his words upon the girl were quite different from what he had expected. AnAmerican girl would have laughed, knowing that he but joked. This girl did not laugh. Instead herface went white, and she clutched her bosom with her two hands. Her brown eyes peeredsearchingly into the face of the man."Leopold!" she cried in a suppressed voice. "Oh, your majesty, thank God that you are free-andsane!"Before he could prevent it the girl had seized his hand and pressed it to her lips. Here was a pretty muddle! Barney Custer swore at himself inwardly for a boorish fool. What inthe world had ever prompted him to speak those ridiculous words! And now how was he to unsaythem without mortifying this beautiful girl who had just kissed his hand?She would never forgive that-he was sure of it. There was but one thing to do, however, and that was to make a clean breast of it. Somehow, hemanaged to stumble through his explanation of what had prompted him, and when he had finishedhe saw that the girl was smiling indulgently at him."It shall be Mr. Bernard Custer if you wish it so," she said; "but your majesty need fear nothingfrom Emma von der Tann. Your secret is as safe with me as with yourself, as the name of Von derTann must assure you."She looked to see the expression of relief and pleasure that her father's name should have broughtto the face of Leopold of Lutha, but when he gave no indication that he had ever before heard thename she sighed and looked puzzled."Perhaps," she thought, "he doubts me. Or can it be possible that, after all, his poor mind isgone?""I wish," said Barney in a tone of entreaty, "that you would forgive and forget my foolish words, and then let me accompany you to the end of your journey.""Whither were you bound when I became the means of wrecking your motor car?" asked the girl