There was a pause; no doubt Krak's face expressed a surprised protest.
I did not live to bastinado Krak; nor would I now had I the power.
There was no doubt of it; for presently Krak bowed her head in a jerky unwilling nod and walked out of the room.
Krak had, of course, risen, and stood now listening with a heavy frown.
Why, then—but Krak ended my musings by whisking me out of bed.
Her present argument was that she also ought to be relieved from Krak.
I was amazed; I had not seen her cry so heartily since Krak had last ill-treated her.
"It would be very cruel, considering what Krak does," I objected.
It fell rather flat, I regret to say; Krak had not significance for them, and Wetter was full of wild brilliant talk.
Victoria adored him openly, and Krak did not understand why he was not odious.