Chapter 2Nearing Vienna Xenia suddenly felt panic-stricken at what lay ahead.
Up till now everything had gone smoothly, but a hundred times a day she thought that the people with her must realise she was not who she pretended to be.
They accepted the fact that she was upset, dazed and a little absent-minded after the train accident.
From the moment she crossed the Channel in a private cabin with two plain-clothes Policemen to guard her she knew that the die was cast and there was no going back.
It was perhaps fortunate that Madame Gyula was in a worse state than she was herself. A woman of over forty, she had been not only shocked but also considerably frightened by the collision.
Over and over again she bemoaned the fact that she had ever been persuaded to escort the Princess to Luth
