There was a knock at the door. A maid brought a telegram. It was signed by my manager, and was couched in the following words: “Take train this evening, to sail day after to-morrow; destination, New York.” I replied with a message pleading for a delay, for the purpose of dancing before Queen Victoria. I received simply the following laconic telegram: “Impossible. Leave at once. Time is money.” That’s why I did not dance before Queen Victoria. _I stop the Queen of the Belgians in the Street._ I was engaged for some performances at Spa. The evening of my first appearance the Queen and Princess Clementine were in the royal box. That was a gala evening, one on which the hall was resplendent with magnificent gowns and jewels. Everything went off perfectly. Next morning I went for a walk with my mother. We were crossing the causeway when a carriage, drawn by two spirited horses driven by a middle-aged woman, bore down upon us. Frightened on account of my mother, I threw up my arms in front of the carriage, which stopped. The lady allowed us to pass and, while thanking her, I remarked to myself that a woman ought not to drive such lively horses. I had forgotten the incident when, shortly after my return to the hotel, I saw the same carriage go by. Two gentlemen were talking on the landing near us. “See. There is the Queen,” said one of them. It was the Queen whom I had stopped! _Princely Simplicity._ At the Hague I was asked to give a performance before the Grand Duke and Duchess of Mecklenburg, Princess Victoria of Schaumburg-Lippe and their retinue. The hall was well filled. I had the Philharmonic Society’s orchestra. This was a gala evening, and in every way a very successful one for me. Next day on coming down from my room I encountered on the stairway of the hotel a lady with a very sweet expression, who asked me: “You are Miss Loie Fuller? Your dances interest me greatly. My husband has gone out on the beach. Wouldn’t you like to come and talk to him about your lighting effects. I am sure that would prove very interesting to him.” I gladly acquiesced and followed her. I was delighted to talk to this woman and her husband, who proved to be a most delightful man. I explained to them all my schemes of lighting and my dances. I then took my leave and joined my mother, who was waiting for me. When I returned to the hotel the proprietor came to me and said: “You met with great success yesterday, Miss Fuller, and with even greater this morning.” “This morning?” “Yes. Do you know who the gentleman is with whom you have just been talking?” “No. Who is he?” “The Grand Duke of Mecklenburg.” This same day I boarded a street car. On the car several people appeared to know me. One lady came and sat beside me and began to talk. When we arrived at our destination I asked her if she would not tell me her name. “Victoria de Schaumburg-Lippe.”