Fortunately I was able to free our dear, never-to-be-forgotten prince from these disturbing thoughts by giving him to read a poem which had been sent to me at Bremen by a beloved hand. It is Spitta’s (?) _Was macht ihr, dass ihr weinet und brechet mir mein Herz?_ [“What mean ye, to weep and to break mine heart?” Acts xxi, 13]. It is so beautifully carried out,—how we all are united in the love which comes from God. We talked about that poem, and then I thought it was better to let the prince rest, and I went away. Alas! this was the last hour when we could talk alone and confidentially. May a faithful memory be the bridge that unites this hour with the joyful meeting again. I hope that on another occasion I may have more time to write to you; to-day I had to use for that purpose a few moments in the office. Thanking you again from the bottom of my heart for your trust in me, I remain with perfect respect and reverence Your devoted Ch. de Neufville And that was the end of a painful and yet beautiful episode of my life,—a short romance of the magic of song, and of melancholy resignation. On board the _Rhein_ a mourning flag was raised, a choral was sung, the ship’s engines were stopped, and a body was lowered into the ocean with salvos of guns. On the silent heart of the man who there disappeared in the waters—an artist, a prince, a good-hearted man—was laid the photograph of his betrothed, and the billows of the ocean murmured a sobbing wedding song to the dead and my picture. PART THREE 1873–1876 XV IN THE SUTTNER HOUSE Resolve to take a position · The Suttner family · Artur Gundaccar von Suttner · Life in the Vienna _palais_ and in Schloss Harmannsdorf · The Exposition year · Secret love · Letters from the Princess of Mingrelia · Marriage of Prince Niko · Zogelsdorf quarry · Three happy years · I tear myself away · Departure