The Prince of India; Or, Why Constantinople Fell — Volume 02
 "Yes." 

 "Sergius, you are no match in cunning for my enemies. They are Greeks trained to diplomacy; you are"—she paused and half smiled—"only a pupil of Hilarion's. See now—if they mean to kill me, how important to invent a tale which shall rob me of sympathy, and reconcile the public to my sacrifice. They who do much good, and no harm"—she cast a glance at the people swarming around the pavilions—"always have friends. Such is the law of kindness, and it never failed but once; but today a splinter of the Cross is worth a kingdom." 

 "Princess, I will hold nothing back." 

 "And I, Sergius—God witnessing for me—will speak to each denunciation thou givest me." 

 "There were two matters in the Hegumen's mind," Sergius began, but struck with the abruptness, he added apologetically: "I pray you, Princess, remember I speak at your insistence, and that I am not in any sense an accuser. It may be well to say also the Hegumen returned from last night's Mystery low in spirits, and much spent bodily, and before speaking of you, declared he had been an active partisan of your father's. I do not think him your personal enemy." 

 A mist of tears dimmed her eyes while the Princess replied: "He was my father's friend, and I am grateful to him; but alas! that he is naturally kind and just is now of small consequence." 

 "It grieves me"— 

 "Do not stop," she said, interrupting him. 

 "At the Father's bedside I received his blessing; and asked leave to be absent a few days. 'Where?' he inquired, and I answered: 'Thou knowest I regard the Princess Irene as my little mother. I should like to go see her.'" 

 Sergius sought his auditor's face at this, and observing no sign of objection to the familiarity, was greatly strengthened. 

 "The Father endeavored to persuade me not to come, and it was with that purpose he entered upon the disclosures you ask.... 'The life the Princess leads'—thus he commenced—'and her manners, are outside the sanctions of society.'" 

 Here, from resting on her elbow, the listener sat upright, grasping the massive arm of the chair. 

 "Shall I proceed, O Princess?" 

 "Yes." 


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