But neither in the face of the princess nor in that of any other did I see the least doubt or questioning.Yet, had I and the King stood side by side, she could have told us in an instant, or, at least, on a little consideration.But neither she nor anyone else dreamed or imagined that I could be other than the King.So the likeness served, and for an hour I stood there, feeling as weary and blase as though I had been a king all my life; and everybody kissed my hand, and the ambassadors paid me their respects, among them old Lord Topham, at whose house in Grosvenor Square I had danced a score of times.
Thank heaven, the old man was as blind as a bat, and did not claim my acquaintance.
Then back we went through the streets to the Palace, and I heard them cheering Black Michael; but he, Fritz told me, sat biting his nails like a man in a reverie, and even his own friends said that he should have made a braver show.I was in a carriage now, side by side with the Princess Flavia, and a rough fellow cried out:
"And when's the wedding?" and as he spoke another struck him in the face, crying "Long live Duke Michael!" and the princess coloured--it was an admirable tint--and looked straight in front of her.
Now I felt in a difficulty, because I had forgotten to ask Sapt the state of my affections, or how far matters had gone between the princess and myself.Frankly, had I been the King, the further they had gone the better should I have been pleased.
For I am not a slow-blooded man, and I had not kissed Princess Flavia's cheek for nothing.These thoughts passed through my head, but, not being sure of my ground, I said nothing; and in a moment or two the princess, recovering her equanimity, turned to me.
"Do you know, Rudolf," said she, "you look somehow different today?"The fact was not surprising, but the remark was disquieting.
"You look," she went on, "more sober, more sedate; you're almost careworn, and I declare you're thinner.Surely it's not possible that you've begun to take anything seriously?"The princess seemed to hold of the King much the same opinion that Lady Burlesdon held of me.
I braced myself up to the conversation.
"Would that please you?" I asked softly,"Oh, you know my views," said she, turning her eyes away.
"Whatever pleases you I try to do," I said; and, as I saw her smile and blush, I thought that I was playing the King's hand very well for him.So I continued and what I said was perfectly true:
"I assure you, my dear cousin, that nothing in my life has affected me more than the reception I've been greeted with today."She smiled brightly, but in an instant grew grave again, and whispered:
"Did you notice Michael?"
"Yes," said I, adding, "he wasn't enjoying himself.""Do be careful!" she went on."You don't--indeed you don't--keep enough watch on him.You know--"
"I know," said I, "that he wants what I've got.""Yes.Hush!"
Then--and I can't justify it, for I committed the King far beyond what I had a right to do--I suppose she carried me off my feet--I went on:
"And perhaps also something which I haven't got yet, but hope to win some day."This was my answer.Had I been the King, I should have thought it encouraging:
"Haven't you enough responsibilities on you for one day, cousin?"Bang, bang! Blare, blare! We were at the Palace.Guns were firing and trumpets blowing.Rows of lackeys stood waiting, and, handing the princess up the broad marble staircase, I took formal possession, as a crowned King, of the House of my ancestors, and sat down at my own table, with my cousin on my right hand, on her other side Black Michael, and on my left his Eminence the Cardinal.Behind my chair stood Sapt; and at the end of the table, I saw Fritz von Tarlenheim drain to the bottom his glass of champagne rather sooner than he decently should.
I wondered what the King of Ruritania was doing.
