“Baron Dangloss?” asked Anguish, promptly.  The man asked something else, but as the Americans shook their heads deprecatingly, he withdrew his face and presently swung open the gates.  They entered and he closed the doors behind them, locking them in.  Then he directed them across the court to an open door in the aged mass of gray stone.  As they strode away from the guard Lorry created consternation by demanding: 

“How are we to talk to the Chief if he doesn’t understand us or we him?  We should lave brought an interpreter.”

“I forgot about the confounded language.  But if he’s real he can talk Irish.”  Lorry told him he wasn’t funny.

“Is this His Excellency, Baron Dangloss?” asked Anguish, stepping into a small room and stopping suddenly in the presence of the short, fierce man they had seen the day before.  The American spoke in French.

“It is, gentlemen.  Of what service can I be to Messieurs Lorry and Anguish?” responded the grim little Chief, politely rising from beside his desk.  The visitors looked at one another in surprise.

“If he knows our names on such short notice, he’ll certainly know the Guggenslockers,” said Anguish to his friend, in English.

“Ah, you are looking for some one named Guggenslocker?” asked the Chief, smiling broadly and speaking excellent English.  “You must not be surprised, gentlemen.  I speak many languages.  I heard last night that you were inquiring about one Caspar Guggenslocker, and I have racked my brain, searched my books, questioned my officers, and I am sorry to inform you that there is no such person in Edelweiss.”

“I was so well assured of it, Baron Dangloss,” Lorry said.

“The name is totally unknown to me, sir.  May I ask why you are searching for him?”

“Certainly.  I met Mr. Guggenslocker, his wife and his niece last spring in the United States.  They invited me to come and see them if I ever happened to be in this part of the world.  As my friend and I were near here I undertook to avail myself of their invitation.”

“And they said they lived in Edelweiss, Graustark?”

“They did, and I’ll humbly confess I did not know much of the principality of Graustark.”

“That is certainly complimentary, but, then, we are a little out of the beaten path, so it is pardonable.  I was at first under the impression that you were American detectives with extradition papers for criminals bearing the name you mention.”

“Oh!” gasped Anguish.  “We couldn’t find ourselves if we should be separated, Captain.”