Puebla."

"Not so--when that is done, we shall depart with post-haste; you
alone shall receive thanks and recompense. Now to work!"




CHAPTER VII.

THE KING AND WEINGARTEN.


The king paced his room hastily; he was very pale, his lip trembled,
and his eyes sparkled angrily.

He suddenly remained standing before the Austrian secretary of
legation, and gazed long and earnestly into his face, but his
glance, before which so many had trembled, was sustained by the
secretary with so quiet and innocent a countenance that it deceived
even the king.

"I see that you are convinced of the truth of what you tell me." the
king said at last. "You really believe that this madman has the
intention of murdering me?"

"I am convinced of it, sire," replied Weingarten, humbly, "for I
have the proof of his intention in my hand."

"The proof--what proof?"