ood silent a while. "Miss Vance," she said suddenly,
"let me engineer this affair for a few days. I can help you."

"What do you propose to do, Jean?"

"To leave Bozen to-morrow. For Munich."

"But the Wolfburghs have a palace or--something in Munich. Is it quite
delicate for us----"

"It is quite rational. Let us see what the something is. So far in
our dealings with principalities and powers, we have had a stout little
man--with no background." The prince was startled when he was told of
this sudden journey, but declared that he would follow them to-morrow.

Lucy, as usual, asked no questions, but calmly packed her satchel.

As the little train, the next day, lumbered through the valley of the
Eisach, she sat in her corner, reading a newspaper. Miss Vance dozed,
or woke with a start to lecture on points of historic interest.

"Why don't you look, Lucy? That monastery was a Roman fortress in the
third century. And you are missing the color effects of the vineyards."

"I can look now. I have finished my paper." Lucy folded it neatly and
replaced it in her bag. "I have read the Delaware State Sun," she said
triumphantly, "regularly, every week since we left home. When I go
back I shall be only seven days behind with the Wilmington news."

Jean glanced at her contemptuously. "Look at that great castle on
yonder mountain," she said. "You could lodge a village inside of the
ramparts. Do you think Wolfburgh Schloss is like that? The prince
told us last night," turning to Miss Vance, "the old legends about his
castle. The first Wolfburgh was a Titan about the time of Noah, and
married a human wife, and with his hands tore open the mountain for
rocks to lay the foundation of his house. According to his story there
were no end of giants and trolls and kings concerned in the building of
it," she went on, furtively watching the deepening pink in Lucy's
cheek. "The Wolfburgh of Charlemagne's day was besieged by him, and
another entertained St. Louis and all his crusaders within the walls."
Jean's voice rose shrilly and her eyes glowed. She leaned forward,
looking eagerly across the fields. "The prince told us that the
Schloss of his race had for centuries been one of the great fortresses
of Christendom. And here it is! Now we shall see--we shall see!"

The car stopped. The guard opened the door and Miss Vance and Lucy
suddenly found themselves swept by Jean on to the platform, while the
little tr