“You are so knowledgeable, Sire, on military matters,” Lady Roysdon said, knowing that it would please him.
“The Dragoons should be here by tomorrow,” the Prince said, “and then a systematic and very thorough search will be conducted in proper military style.”
He laughed as he added,
“The Dragoons will flush out these highwaymen as hounds flush out a fox! Then we will see that they are hanged on the gibbet.”
“I am sure D’Arcy will be most appreciative of Your Highness’s actions and sympathy,” Lady Roysdon said. “Where is he, by the way?”
“His secretary told me that the Duke of Marlborough had offered him the hospitality of his house which, as you know, is next door. He will not be allowed to receive visitors for a day or two, but when he is well enough we might visit him together, you
