`` But it may be another name ; the initials only a coincidence , '' faltered Amy , looking frightened . `` No , dear , it is n't ; there is more to come . Little Roserl came crying through the hall an hour ago , and I asked what the trouble was . She showed me a prettily-bound prayer-book which she had taken from the Pole 's room to play with , and had been ordered by her mother to carry back . I looked into it ; no name , but the same coat-of-arms as the glove and the handkerchief . To-night as he played I examined his hands ; they are peculiar , and some of the peculiarities have left traces on the glove . I am sure it is he , for on looking back many things confirm the idea . He says he is a polisson , a rogue , fond of jokes , and clever at playing them . The Germans are famous for masquerading and practical jokes ; this is one , I am sure , and uncle will be terribly angry if he discovers it . '' `` But why all this concealment ? '' cried Amy . `` Why play jokes on us ? You look so worried I know you have not told me all you know or fear . '' `` I confess I do fear that these men are political plotters as well as exiles . There are many such , and they make tools of rich and ignorant foreigners to further their ends . Uncle is rich , generous , and unsuspicious ; and I fear that while apparently serving and enjoying us they are using him . '' `` Heavens , it may be ! and that would account for the change we see in him . I thought he was in love with the widow , but that may be only a cloak to hide darker designs . Karl brought us here , and I dare say it is a den of conspirators ! ''
cried XXXXX , feeling as if she were getting more of an adventure than she had bargained for .
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