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Fessenden and Ranata were alone in the Hungarian house. Upon the departure of the Independents -- diverted and mollified -- the Archduchess had dismissed her weary ladies-in-waiting; and Alexandra, after wandering down to the garden with her brother and friend, had stolen away to sleep until the hour to drive.
"You heard! " said Ranata. "Do you doubt now that I could be queen in Hungary?"