It is really quite a long time since we met, Count, she exclaimed pleasantly. I met the Countess at Cannes in January, and was delighted to see her so much better. Is she quite well again?
I thank your Imperial Highness, responded the Minister. The Countess has completely recovered. At present she is at Como. And you? Here for a long stay in Vienna, I hope. We always regret that you have left us, you know, he added, smiling, for she had, ever since a girl, been friendly with him, and had often visited his wife at their castle at Mauthhausen.
No; I regret that I must return to Treysa in a few days, she said as she moved along and he strolled at her side down the great gilded room where the little groups were standing gossiping. Then, when his Excellency had asked after the health of the Crown Prince and of the little Princess Ignatia, she drew him aside to a spot where they could not be overheard, and halting, said in a lower tone,
I have wished to meet you, Count, because I want you to do me a favour.
Your Imperial Highness knows quite well that if I can serve you in any way I am always only too delighted. And he bowed.
More than once she had asked favour of Lindenau, the stern Foreign Minister and favourite of the Emperor, and he had always acted as she wished. She had known him ever since her birth. He had, indeed, been present at her baptism.
Well, it is this, she said. I want to give my recommendation to you on behalf of Count Leitolf, who is at present chief of the Kings private cabinet at Treysa, and who is strongly desirous of returning to the Austrian diplomatic service, and is anxious for a post abroad. Mention of Leitolfs name caused the wily old Minister to glance at her quickly. The rumour had reached his ears, and in an instant he recognised the situation the Crown Princess wished to rid herself of him. But the old fellow was diplomatic, and said, as though compelled to recall the name,
Leitolf? Let me see. That is Count Carl, whom I sent to London a few years ago? He resigned his post to take service under your father-in-law the King. Ah yes, I quite recollect. And he now wishes to be appointed abroad again, eh? And you wish to recommend him?
Exactly, Count, she answered. I think that Leitolf is tired of our Court; he finds it too dull. He would prefer Rome, he tells me.
Your Imperial Highness is well aware that any recommendation of yours always has the most earnest attention, said the Minister, with a polite bow. His quick grey eyes were watching the beautiful woman sharply. He wondered what had occurred between her and Count Carl.
Then you will send him to Rome? she asked, unable to conceal her eagerness.
If he will present himself at the Ministry, he will be at once appointed to the Embassy to the Quirinal, responded his Excellency quietly.
But he will not present himself, I am afraid.
Oh, why not? inquired the great Austrian diplomatist, regarding her in surprise.
Because and she hesitated, as a slight flush crossed her features because he is rather ashamed to ask for a second appointment, having resigned from London.
The old Minister smiled dubiously.
Ah! he exclaimed confidentially, I quite understand. Your Imperial Highness wishes to get rid of him from your Court, eh?
The Princess started, twisting her diamond bracelet nervously round her wrist.
Why do you think that, Count? she asked quickly, surprised that he should have thus divined her motive.
Well, your Imperial Highness is rather unduly interested in the man if you will permit me to say so, was his answer. Besides, if I may speak frankly, as I know I may, I have regarded his presence in your Court as distinctly dangerous for you. There are, you know, evil tongues ever ready to invent scandal, even against a Crown Princess.
I know, she said, in a low, changed voice. But let us walk; otherwise they will all wonder why I am talking with you so long, and the two moved slowly along side by side. I know, she went on I know that I have enemies; and, to confess the truth, I wish, in order to show them that they lie, to send him from me.
Then he shall go. To-morrow I will send him orders to rejoin the service, and to proceed to Rome immediately. And, he added in a kindly voice, I can only congratulate your Imperial Highness upon your forethought. Leitolf is entirely without discretion. Only this evening I was actually told that he had followed you to Vienna, and
But he stopped abruptly, without concluding his sentence. And what else? she asked, turning pale. Even the Minister knew; therefore Leitolf had evidently allowed himself to be seen.
Shall I tell you, Princess?
Certainly; you need not keep anything from me.
I was also told that he is staying at the Hotel Imperial, and that you had called upon him this afternoon. She started, and looked him straight in the face.
Who told you that? she demanded.
I learned it from the report of the secret agents of the Ministry.
Then I am spied upon here! she exclaimed, pale with anger. Even in my own home watch is kept upon me.
Not upon your Imperial Highness, was the great Ministers calm reply, but upon the man we have recently been discussing. It was, I venture to think, rather indiscreet of you to go to the hotel; although, of course, the knowledge of your visit is confidential, and goes no further than myself. It is a secret of the Ministry.
Indiscreet! she echoed with a sigh. In this polluted atmosphere, to breathe freely is to be indiscreet. Because I am an Archduchess I am fettered as a prisoner, and watched like a criminal under surveillance. My enemies, jealous of my position and power, have invented scandalous stories that have aroused suspicion, and for that reason you all believe ill of me.
Pardon me, Princess, said the crafty old man, bowing, I, for one, do not. Your anxiety to rid yourself of the fellow is proof to me that the scandal is a pure invention, and I am only too pleased to render you this service. Your real enemies are those around your husband, who have hinted and lied regarding you in order to estrange you from Court.
Then you are really my friend, Count? she asked anxiously. You do not believe what they say regarding me?
I do not, Princess, he replied frankly; and I trust you will still regard me, as I hope I have ever been, your Imperial Highnesss friend. I know full well how Leitolf craved your favour for recommendation to your King; and you, with a womans blindness to the grave eventualities of the future, secured him the appointment. Of late you have, I suppose, realised the fatal mistake?
Yes, she said in a low voice; I have now foreseen my own peril. I have been very foolish; but I have halted, and Leitolf must go.
Very wise very wise indeed! Your Imperial Highness cannot afford to run any further risk. In a few months, or a couple of years at most, the poor Kings disease must prove fatal, and you will find yourself Queen of a brilliant kingdom. Once Queen, your position will be assured, and you will make short work of all those who have conspired to secure your downfall. You will, perhaps, require assistance. If so, rely upon me to render you in secret whatever help lies in my power. With you, a Hapsbourg, as Queen, the influence of Austria must be paramount, remember. Therefore I beg of your Imperial Highness to exercise the greatest discretion not to imperil yourself. The Crown Prince must be allowed no loophole through which he can openly quarrel with you. Remain patient and forbearing until you are Queen.
They were in a corner of the great hall, standing behind one of the high marble columns and unobserved.
I am always patient, Count, was her rather sad response, her chest heaving beneath her chiffon. As you well know, my marriage has not been a happy one; but I strive to do my duty to both the Court and the people. I make no denial to you. You doubtless know the truth that when a girl I loved Count Leitolf, and that it was an act prompted by foolish sentimentalism to have connived at his appointment at my husbands own Court. Betrayed, perhaps, by my own actions, my enemies have seized upon my embarrassing situation to lie about me. Ah, she added bitterly, how little they know of my own dire unhappiness!
No, no, urged the Minister, seemingly full of sympathy for her, knowing the truth as he did. Bear up; put a brave countenance always towards the world. When Leitolf has gone your Imperial Highness will have less embarrassment, and people cannot then place any misconstructions upon your actions. You will not have the foolish young man following you wherever you go, as he now does. At noon to-morrow I will sign the decree for his immediate appointment to Rome, and he will receive but little leave of absence, I can assure you. He will be as much a prisoner in the Palazzo Chigi as is his Holiness in the Vatican, he added.
Thank you, she answered simply, glancing gratefully into his grey, deeply-lined face; and as he bowed to her she left him and swept up the room to where the Emperor was engaged in conversation with Lord Powerstock, the British Ambassador.
The old Ministers face had changed the instant he left her. The mask of the courtier had fallen from the wily old countenance, and glancing after her, he muttered some words that were inaudible.
If she had but seen the evil smile that played about the old diplomatists lips, she would have detected that his intention was to play her false, and she might then have saved herself.
But, alas! in her ignorance she went on light-heartedly, her long train sweeping behind her, believing in De Lindenaus well-feigned sympathy, and congratulating herself that the all-powerful personage behind the Emperor was still her friend.
The Minister saw that she was satisfied; then turning on his heel, he gave vent to a short, hard laugh of triumph.
Chapter Six
The House of her Enemies
Two days later the Crown Princess Claire returned to Marburg.
In the twilight the express from Vienna came to a standstill in the big, echoing station at Treysa, the bright and wealthy capital, and descending from her private saloon, she walked over the red carpet laid for her, bowing pleasantly to the line of bare-headed officials waiting to receive her; then, mounting into her open landau, she drove up the fine, tree-lined Klosterstrasse to the royal palace.
De Trauttenberg was with her the woman whom she now knew to be a spy. Around her, on every side, the crowd at her side shouted a glad welcome to their Claire, as they called her, and just before the royal carriage could move off, two or three of the less timorous ones managed to seize her hand and kiss it, though the police unceremoniously pushed them away.
She smiled upon the enthusiastic crowd; but, alas! she was heavy of heart. How little, she thought, did those people who welcomed her dream of her unhappiness! She loved the people, and, looking upon them, sighed to think that she was not free like them.
Behind her clattered the hoofs of her cavalry escort, and beside the carriage were two agents of police on bicycles. Wherever she moved in her husbands kingdom she was always under escort, because of anarchist threats and socialistic rumours.
Marburg was one of the most beautiful and wealthiest of the kingdoms and duchies comprised in the German Empire. The fine capital of Treysa was one of the show cities of Germany, always bright, gay, and brilliant, with splendid streets, wide, tree-lined promenades, a great opera house, numerous theatres, gay restaurants, and an ever-increasing commerce. Frequented much by English and Americans, there were fine hotels, delightful public gardens, and pleasant suburbs. In no other part of the Empire were the nobility so wealthy or so exclusive, and certainly no Court in Europe was so difficult of access as that of Marburg.
The kingdom, which possessed an area of nearly seven thousand square miles and a population of over fifteen millions, was rich in manufactures and in minerals, besides being a smiling country in a high state of cultivation, with beautiful mountainous and wooded districts, where in the valleys were situated many delightful summer resorts.
Through its length and breadth, and far beyond the frontiers, the name of the Crown Princess Claire was synonymous of all that was good and affable, generous to the poor, and ever interested in the welfare of the people.
The big electric globes were already shining white in the streets as she drove back to the beautiful royal palace that was, alas! to her a prison. Her few days of liberty in Vienna were over, and when presently, after traversing many great thoroughfares full of life and movement, the carriage swung out into a broader tree-lined avenue, at the end of which were the great gates of the royal gardens, her brave heart fell within her.
Beyond was the house of her enemies, the house in which she was compelled to live friendless, yet surrounded by those who were daily whispering of her overthrow.
The great gates swung open to allow the cavalcade to pass, then closed again with a clang that, reaching her ear, caused her to shudder.
The Countess noticed it, and asked whether she felt cold. To this she gave a negative reply, and still remained silent, until the carriage, passing up through the beautiful park, at last drew up before the magnificent palace.
Descending, she allowed the gorgeously-dressed man in the royal livery to take her cloak from her shoulders; and then, without a word, hastened along the great marble hall, up the grand staircase and along corridor after corridor those richly-carpeted corridors of her prison that she knew so well to her own splendid suite of apartments.
The servants she met at every turn bowed to her, until she opened the door of a large, airy, well-furnished room, where a middle-aged woman, in cap and apron, sat reading by a shaded lamp.
In an instant, on recognising the newcomer, she sprang to her feet. But at the same moment the Princess rushed to the dainty little cot in the corner and sank down beside the sleeping curly-haired child her child the little Princess Ignatia.
So passionately did she kiss the sweet chubby little face of the sleeping child that she awoke, and recognising who it was, put out her little hands around her mothers neck.
Ah, my little pet! cried the Princess. And how are you? It seems so long, so very long, since we parted. And her voice trembled, for tears stood in her eyes. The child was all she had in the world to love and cherish. She was her first thought always. The glare and glitter of the brilliant Court were all hateful to her, and she spent all the time she dared in the nursery with little Ignatia.
The English nurse, Allen, standing at her side, said, with that formality which was bound to be observed within those walls,
The Princess is in most excellent health, your Imperial Highness. I have carried out your Highnesss instructions, and taken her each day for a walk in the park.
Thats right, Allen, responded the mother, also in English. Where is the Crown Prince?
I have not seen him, your Highness, since you left. He has not been in to see Ignatia.
Claire sighed within herself, but made no outward sign. Ah, I expect he has been away to Berlin, perhaps. Is there any function to-night, have you heard?