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The ? Princess By CK. and A. M. WILLIAMSON, . Avthors of Tho Lbjbta>n* Coa sted at." "Rosemary la Seven of *. FxuW." *^o. CoOTTlght, 1507. by McClare, Phil lips & Co. tfcH?PTK T?I|1 Bui first aud second dressing gongs had sounded at Schloss Lyndalberg on the evening of the day after Egon von Breit stein's visit to his brother, and the grand duchess was beginning to won der uneasily what kept her daughter wheu ringed fingers tapped on the panel of the door. "Come in!" she answered, and Vir ginia appeared, still in the white ten nis dress she had worn that afternoon. She stood for an instant without speak ing, her face - so radiantly beautiful that her mother thought it seemed il lumined from a light within. It had been on the lips of the grand duchess to scold the girl for her tardi ness, since to be late was an unpardon ' able offense with an imperial majesty } In the house. But in that radiance the words died. v 'J "Virginia, what is it? You look?1 scarcely know how you look. But you make me feel that something has hap pened." The princess came slowly across the room, smiling softly, with an air of one who walks in sleep. Hardly con scious of what she did, she sank down in a big chair and sat resting her el bows on her knees, her chin nestling between her two palms, like a pink white rose in its calyx. "You may go, Ernestine," said the grand duchess to htr maid. "I'll ring when I want'you again." The elaborate process of waving and dressing her still abundant hair had fortunately come to a successful end. and Ernestine had just caused a dia mond star to rise above her forehead. She was in a robe de chambre. and the rest of her toilet could wait till curios itjNwas satisfied. But Virginia still sat dreaming, her happy eyes far away. The grand duch- j ess had to speak twice before the girl t heard and started a little. "My daugh ter, have you anything to tell me?" } The princess roused herself. "Noth-j ing, mother, really, except that I'm the happiest girl on earth." "Why, what has he said?" "Not one word that any one mightn't I have listened to. But I know. He does | care. And I think he will say some thing before we part." "There's only one more day of his visit here after tonight." "One whole long, beautiful day to- j gether." , "But after all, dearest" argued her. mother, "what do you expect? If lxi j truth you were oaly Miss Mowbray. marriage between you and the emperor would be out of the question. You've never gone Into the subject of your feelings 'about this quite thoroughly wich me, and I do wish I knew pre clsely what you hope for from him. what you will consider the?the key stone of the situation." "Only for him to say that he loves | .me," Virginia confessed. "If I'm right, if I've brought something new into his life, sometning wbich has shown him that his heart's as important as his head, then there will come a moment when he can keep silence no longer, when he'll be forced to say, T love you. dear, and because we can't belong to each other day is turned into night for ! me.' Then when that moment comes ? the tide of my fortune will be at its flood. I shall tell him that I love him, too, and I shall tell him all the truth." "You'll tell him who we really are?" "Yes, and why I've been masquer ading?that it was because, ever since I I was a little girl, he'd been the one man in the world for me; because, | when our marriage was suggested through official channels, I made up my mind that I must win him first through love or live single all my days." "What if he should be vexed at the deception and refuse to forgive you? You know, darling, we shall be in a rather curious position when every thing comes- out as we have made all our friends here under the name of Mowbray. Of course the excuse for what we did is that our real position is a hundred times higher thau the one we assumed, and all those to whom we've been introduced would be delighted to know us in our own characters at the end. But Leopold Is a man, not a romantic girl, as you are. He has always had a reputation for pride and austerity, for being just before he would let himself be gener ous, and it may be that to one of his nature a wild whim like yours"? "You think of h:m as he was before we met aot as he is now, if you fancy he could be hard with a woman he really loved," said Virginia eagerly. "He'll forgive me. dear. I've no fear of him any more. Tonight I've no fear of anything. He loves me?and? ran empress of the world." .."Many women would be satisfied with Rhaetla," was the practical re sponse which jumped Into the mind of the grand duchess, but she would throw no^more cold water upon the rose flame of her daughter's exaltation. She kissed the girl ou the forehead. breathing a few words of motherly sympathy; but when the princess had flown off to her own room to dress she shook her diamond starred head doubt fully. Virginia's plan sounded poetical and as easy to carry out as to turn a kaleidoscope and form a charming new combination of color, or so it had seemed while the young voice plead ed, but when the happy face and radiant eyes ao longer illumined the path the way ahead seemed dark. To be sure, the princess had so far walked triumphantly along the high road to success, but it was not always a good, hegi.nninie which led to a good ' ca?, and the grand duchess felt as,she I rang for Ernestine that her nerves would be. strained to the breaking point until matters were definitely settled for better or for worse. Virginia had never been lovelier than she was that night at dinner, and Egon von Breitstein's admiration for ber beaoty had in it a fascinating new In gredient Until yesterday he had said to 'himself. "If she be not fair to me. . what care I< how fair she be?" Bui now there, was a vague idea that she might after all. be for him. and he" took enormous pleasure in the thought that he was falling in love with a girl who had captnred the emperor's heart. Egon glanced very often at Leopold, contrasting his sovereign's appearance unfavorably with his own. The em peror was thin and dark, with a grave cast of feature, while Egon's face kept the color and youthfulness of the early twenties. He was older than Leopold, but he looked a boy. Alma-Tadema would have wreathed him with vine leaves, draped him with tiger skins and set him down on a marble bench against a burning sapphire sky, where be would have appeared more suitably clad than lu the stiff blue and silver uniform of a crack Rbaetian regiment. Leopold, on tho-contrary, would nev er be painted except as a soldier, and it seemed to Egon that no normal girl could help thinking him a far hand somer fellow than the emperor. For the moment, of course. Miss Mowbray did not notice him because his impe rial majesty loomed large in the fore ground of her Imagination, but the chancellor had evidently a plan In his head for removing that stately obsta cle into the dim perspective. Egon had not beard Miss Mowbray spoken of as an heiress. Therefore, even had there been no emperor in the way, he would not have worshiped at the shrine. But now behold the shrine, attractive' before, newly and alluring ly decked! Egon wondered much over his half brother's apparently impulsive offer and the contradictory command, which had a little later enjoined wait ing. He was delighted, however, that he had not been forbidden to make him self agreeable, and his idea was as soon as dinner should be over to find a place at Miss Mowbray's side before any other man should have time to take it But unluckily for this plan. Baron von Lyndal detained him for a few moments with praise of a new remedy which might cure the chan cellor's gouf, and when he escaped from his host to look for Miss Mow bray in the white drawing room she was not there. / From the music room adjoiniug, how ever, came sounds which drew him toward the door. He knew Miss Mow bray's soft coaxing touch on the pi ano. She was there "playing in a whisper," as he had heard her call it Perhaps she was going to sing, as she bad done once or twice before, and would need some one to turn the pages of her music. Egon thought that he would mach like to be the some one and was in the act of parting the white velvet portieres that covered the door way when his hostess smilingly beck oned him away. "The emperor has just asked Miss Mowbray to teach him some old fash ioned Scotch or English air (I'm afraid I don't quite know the difference) call ed 'Annie Laurie,'" the- baroness ex plained. "He was charmed with it when she sang the other evening, and I've been assuring him that the song would Aac'Jy suit Jlis voice. We mustn't uisturb them while the lesson is going on. Tell me?I've hardly had a moment to ask' you?how did you find the chancellor?" Chained to a forced allegiance, Egon mechanically answered rthe questions of the barouess without making absurd -mistakes, the while his ears burned to hear what was going on behind the white curtains. Everybody knew of the music les son now and chatted in tones of tact ful monotony, never speaking too loudly to disturb the singers, never too cautiously, lest they should seem to listen. Once, and then again, the creamy mezzo soprano aud the rich tenor that was almost a baritone sang conscientiously through the verses of "Annie Laurie" from begin ning to end. Then a few desultory chords were struck on the piano, and at last there was silence behind the white curtains in the music room. Were the two still there? To inter rupt such a tete-a-tete seemed out of the question, but not to know what was happening Egon fouud too hard to bear, and the arrival of a telegram for Lady Mowbray came as opportunely as if Providence had had his special needs in, mind. Evidently it was not a pleasant tele gram, for as she read It the Dresden china lady showed plainly that she; was disconcerted. Her pretty face lost Its color; her eyes dilated as If she had "Playing in a whisper." tasted a drop of belladonna on sugar: she patted her Hps with her lace hand kerchief and finally rose from her chair, looking dazed and distressed. "I've harl rather bad news," she ad mitted to Paroness von Lyndal, who was all solicitude?"oh, nothing really serious, I trust, but still disquieting. It Is from a dear friend. I thhdc I had better go to my room and talk things over with Helen. Would yon b nd enough to tell her when she eoir ^ in that she's to follow me then*": Pon't send for her till thou: It's not . .^s sarv. But I shall want her by v. id by." It was clear that Lady Mowbray ''id not wish her daughter to be distur:..\l Still. Egon von Breitstein though might fairly let his anxiety run away with him. As the baroness accompa nied her guest to the. door,he toqk .it upon himself to ""search for mjss'M o sv bray. for now if the emperor should curse hira for a spoil-sport he would have the best of excuses. Lady Mow bray was in need of her daughter. He lifted the white curtains and peep ed through a small antechamber into the music room beyond. It was empty, but one of the long windows leading into the rose garden was wide open. The month of September was dying, and away in the Rhaetlan mountains winter had beguu. Yet in the lap of the low country summer lingered. The air was soft and sweet with the per fume of roses?roses living and roses dead In a potpourri of scattered petals on the grass. It was a garden for lov ers and a night for lovers. Egon went to the open window and looked out, but dared not let his feet take the direction of his eyes, though he was sure that somewhere in the j garden Miss Mowbray and the emper or were to be found. "They will come in again this way," he said to himself, "for they will want people to think they have never left the music room, and for that very rea son they won't stop too long. They must have some regard-for the conven tions. If I wait"? . He did not finish the sentence In his miud. Nevertheless he examined the resources of the window niche with a critical eye. There was a deep inclosure between the wiudow frame and the long, straight curtains of olive green satin which matched the decoration of the music room. By drawing the curtains a few iuches farther forward one could make a screen which would hide one from observation by any persou in the room, or outside in the garden. So Egon did draw the curtain, and, framed in his shelter like a saint in a niche, he stood peering Into the silver night. The moon was rising over the lake, and long, pale rays of level light were stealing up the paths like the fingers of a blind child that caress gropingly the features of a beloved face. Egon could not see. the whole gar den or all the paths among the roses. But if the emperor and his companion came back by the way they had gone he would know presently whether they walked In the attitude of friends or lovers. It was so necessary for his plans to know this that he thought it worth while to exercise a little pa tience in waiting. Of course, if they were lovers, goodby to his hopes, and he would never have so good a chance as this to make sure. All things in the garden that were not white were gray as a dove's wings. Even the shadows were not black, and the sky was gray, with the soft gray of velvet under a crust or dia monds which flashed as the spangles on a woman's fan flash when it trem bles in her hand. White moths, happily Ignorant that summer would come no more for them, drifted out from the shadows like rose petals blown by the soft wind. On a trellis a crowding sisterhood of pale roses drooped their heads downward in memento mori. It was a silver night, a night of enchantment Leopold had meant to take Virginia out only to see the moon rise over the water, turning the great smooth sheet of jet Into a silver shield, for there had been clouds or spurts of rain on other nights, and he had said to him self that never again perhaps would they two stand together under the white spell of the moon. He had meant to keep her for five minutes, or ten at the most, and then to bring her back, but they had walked down to the path which girdled the cliff above the lake. The moon touched her gold en hair and her pure face like a bene diction. He'dared not look at her thus for long, and when there came a sud den quick rustling in the grass at their feet he bent down, glad of any change In the current of his thoughts. Some tiny winged thing of the night sought a lodging in a bell shaped flow er whose? blue color the moon had drunk, and as Leopold stooped the same impulse made Virginia bend. He stretched out his hand to gather the low growing branch of blossoms, which he would give the girl as a souvenir of this hour, and their fingers met Lake and garden swum before the eyes of the princess as the em peror's hand closed over hers. Her great moment had come, yet now that It was here, womanlike, she wished it away, not gone forever?oh. no?but waitin . just round the corner of the future. > "The Sowers are yours?I give them to you," she laughed, as if she fancied it was in eagerness to grasp the dis puted spray that he bad pressed her fingers. "You are the one flower I want flower of all the world," he answered in a choked voice, speaking words he had not meant to speak. But the ice barriers that held back the torrent of which he had told her had melted long ago and now had been swept away. Other barriers which he had built up in their place?his convictions, his duty as a man at the head of a nation were gone too. "I love you." he stam mered. "I Jove you far better than my life, which you saved. I've loved you ever since our first hour together c.- the mouutain, but every day my love has grown a thousandfold until now it's greater and higher than any mountain. I can fight against mvself no longer. I thought I was s ? but this love is stronger than Say that you care for me?on1 ay that." "I do care," Virginia whisperod. She had prayed for this, lived for this, and she was drowning in happiness. Yet she had pictured n different scene, a scene of storm and stress She had heard In fancy broken words of sor row and noble renunciation on his lips, and in anticipating bis sufl'e.iug she had felt the joy her revclatio would give. "1 care?so much, so much! How hard it will be to part!" "If you cure, then, we shal1 not ue parted," said Leopold. The princess looked up at h'm In wonder, holding back -is he would have caught her in his arm- What could he mean? Wba* plan in bis mind that, belic ing her t<> Helen Mowbray, yet uadc '?' ? lc for him lo reassure her "1 don't understand," be ten I "You arc the emperor, an.. m .i< more than"? "You are my v e if vou love me." In the shock of or ? tat' surprise she was helpless to re t I"" longer, and he held her close and passionately, his Ups on her 1 tii hev Pice crushed against his Heart, sue could 'he"ar It beatng. feel it throb uuder her cheek. His wife? Then he loved her enough for that. Yet how was it possible for him to stand ready for her sake to override the laws of his own land? "My darling?ray wife!" he said again. "To think that you love me!" "I have loved you from the first," the princess confessed, "but I was afraid yod would feel, even if you cared, that we must say goodby. Now"? And in an instant the whole truth would have been out but the word "goodby" stabbed him, and he could not let It pass. "We shall not say goodby, not for an hour," he cried. "After this I could not lose you. There's nothing to prevent my being your husband, you my wife. Would to Jod you were of royal blood and you should be my em press?the fairest empress that poet or historian ever saw?but we're prison ers of fate, you and L We must take the goods the gods provide. My god dess you will always be, but the em press of Rhaetia even my love isn't powerful enough to make you. If I am to you only half what you are to me you'll be satisfied with the empire of my heart" Suddenly tho warm blood of Vir ginia's veins grew chill. It was as if a wind had blown up from the dark depths of the lake to strike like ice in to her soul. An instant more and he would have known that she was a princess of the blood, and through his whole life she could have goue on wor shiping him because he had been ready to break down all barriers for her love before he guessed there need be none to break. Now her warm im pulse of gratitude was frozen by the biting blast of disillusionment, but still there was hope left. It might be that she misunderstood him. She would not judge him yet. "The empire of your heart!" she echoed. "If that were mine I shoulf be richer than with all the treasures of the earth. If you were Leo. the chamois hunter, I would love you as love you now, because in yourself yon are the one man for me, and I'd go with you to the end of the world as your wife. But you're not the chamois hunter: you are the man I love, yet you are the emperor. Being the em peror, had you talked of a hopeless love and a promise not to forget, hav ing nothing else to give me because of your high destiny and my humbler one, I could still have been happy. Yet you speak of more than that. You speak of something I can't understand. It seems to me that what a royal man offers the woman he loves should be all or nothing." "I do offer you all," said Leopold, "all myself, my life, the heart and soul of me?all that's my own to give. The rest?belongs to Rhaetia." "Then what do you mean by"? "Don't you understand, my sweet, that I've asked you to be my wife? What can a man ask more of a wom an?" "Your wife', but not the empress. How can the two be apart?" He tried to take her once more in his arms, but when he saw that she would not have it so he held his love in check and waited. He was sure that he would not need to wait long, for not only had he laid his love at her feet, but had pledged himself to a tre mendous sacrifice on love's altar. The step which in a moment of pas sion he had now resolved to take would create dissension among his people, alienate one who/had been his second father, rouse England, America and Germany to anger because of the prin cess whose name rumor had already coupled with his and raise In every di rection a storm of disapproval. When this girl whom he loved realized the immensity of the concession he was making because of his reverent love for her she would give her life to him now and forever. Tenderly he took her hand and lifted it to his lips. Then when she did not draw it away, because he was to have his chance of explanation, be held it between both his own as he talked on. "Dearest one," he said, "when I first knew I loved you?loved you as I didn't dream I could love a woman? for your sake and my own, I would have avoided meeting you too often. This I tell you frankly. I didn't see how in honor such a love could end ex cept In despair for me and sorrow even for you if you shou-d come to care. Had you and Lady Mowbray stayed on at the hotel in Kronburg I think I could have held to my resolve. But wheu Baroness von Lyndal suggested your coming here my heart leaped up. I said In my mind: 'At least I shall have the joy of seeing her every day Cor a time without doing anything to darken her future. Afterward, when she has gone out of. my life. I shall have that radiauce to remember. And so no harm will be done in the end. except that I shall have to pay by suf fering.' Still I had no thought of the future without a parting. I felt that in evitable. Aud the suffering came hand in baud with the joy, for not a night here at Lyndalbsrg have I slept. If I had been weak I should have groaned aloud in the agouy of renunciation. "My rooms open on a lawn. More than once I've come out into the dark ness when all the household was sleep ing. Sometimes I have walked to this "Never!" she exclaimed. very spot where you and I stand now ?heart to heart for the first time, my darling?asking myself whether there were any way out of labyrinth. . It was not until I ? hroturJit, :.ou here and saw you Try my "siTle. with the moon rays for a crown, that a flash of blind lag light seemed to pierce the clouds. Suddenly I saw all things clearly, and, though there, will be difficulties, I count them as overcome." "Still you haven't answered my ques tion," said Virginia in a low, strained voice. "I'm coming to that now. It was best that you should know first all that's beeh troubling my heart and brain during these few* Littersweet days which have taught me so much. You know men who have taelr place at the head of great nations can't think first of themselves or even of those they love better than themselves. If they hope to snatch at personal happi ness, they must take the one way open to them and be thankful. "Don't do me the horrible injustice to believe that I wouldn't be proud to show you to my subjects as their em press, but instead I can offer only what men of royal blood for hundreds of years have offered to wo::nen whom they honored as well as loved. You must have heard even in England of what is called a morganatic marriage. It is that I offer you." With a cry of pain?the cruel pain of wounded, disappointed love?the prin cess tore her hand from his. "Never!" she exclaimed. "It's an in sult." "An insult? No. a thousand times no. I see that even now you don't Under stand." "I think that I understand very well, too well." said Virginia brokenly. The beautiful fairy palace of happiness that she had watched as it grew lay shat tered, destroyed, in the moment which ought to have seen its triumphant com pletion. "I tell you that you cannot under stand or you wouldn't say?you wouldn't dare to say. my love?that I'd insulted you. Don't you see. don't you know, that you would be my wife In the sight of all men as well as in the sight of God." ' "Your wife, you call It!" The prin cess gave a harsh little laugh which hurt as tears could not hurt "You seem to have strange ideas of that word, which has always been sacred to me. A morganatic marriage! That Is a mere pretense, a hypocrisy. I would be 'your wife.' you say. I would give you all my love, all my life. You in return would give me? your left hand. And you know well that In a country which tolerates such a oue sided travesty of marriage the laws would hold you free to marry another woman?a royal woman, whom you could make an empress?as free as if 1 had no existence." "Great heaven, that you should speak so!" he broke out "What if the law did hold me free? Can ycu dream?do you put me so low as to dream?that my heart would hold me free? My soul would be bound to you forever." "So you may believe now. But the ^Sowledge that you could change would be death to me?a death to die daily. Yes, I tell you again, It was an insult to offer a lot so miserable, so contemptible, to a woman you profess to love. How could you do it? If only you bud never spoken the hateful words?If enly you had left me the idea! I had of you?noble, glorious, .above the whole world of men! But, after all, you are selfish, cruel. If you had said. 'I love you, yet we must part, for duty stands between us.' 1 could? 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