Hearts and Masks (Paperback)

Excerpt: ...There was an earthy smell. It was damp and cold. Miles and miles away (so it seemed) the pale moonshine filtered through a cobwebbed window, It was ghostly; but so far as I was concerned, I was honestly enjoying myself, strange as this statement may seem. Here was I, setting forth upon an adventure with the handsomest, wittiest girl I had ever laid eyes upon. If I extricated her neatly, she would always be in my debt; and the thought of this was mighty pleasant to contemplate. "Do you know the way out?" I confessed that, so far as I knew, we were in one of the fabled labyrinths of mythology. "Go ahead," she said bravely. "I ask only to die in your Highness' service,"