The count confided me to his relatives for so long as it would take to obtain a separation from the Prince of Coburg. The talk died down. Public opinion was on my side, chiefly in Agram where the count and his family were regarded with affection. At Vienna even the inimical camarilla was disarmed. We were now only two creatures like so many others; the one bruised by her broken chains, the other willing to assist her. And this devotion perhaps, one day, would be sanctified by time. Oh dreams! Oh hopes! We are your playthings. The awful reality rises up and rends us. We had not foreseen the plot against us and what odious accusations would be levelled at the count. Suddenly his stepfather, who was well known at Court and had influence in other directions, was separated from us. Apparently he had been told, in confidence, of the crime imputed to his stepson, and the accusation did its work. This explanation of his change of manner is the most indulgent I can give. The support of Count Keglevich thus failing us, the countess, torn between love of her son and her husband, was placed in a very delicate position, and our enemies had therefore a free field at Agram. However, there were two parties; on our side were the students and the peasants, and against us were the police and the authorities. Directly the count thought that we had the support of the students and the country people, he was afraid, and delivered us up. The prince's lawyer--this man whom I cannot name--was given full power. The Emperor consented to let him act as he thought best, and he had a pocket full of warrants. I ought to say, on behalf of Francis Joseph, that he had been assured that the count wished to kill me. To which the Sovereign is said to have replied: "I don't want a second Meyerling. Do what is necessary." The prince and his hirelings were not lacking in inventive skill. Their measures were well taken and their plans well laid. A special train was kept in readiness at the station at Agram for the woman who was to be declared mad for reasons of State, and a cell in the military prison was prepared for the man who was to be _made_ a criminal in the eyes of the world. All Austria knew this, as well as many other things. A doctor (an official whom I had never seen), with my certificate of lunacy in readiness, was waiting for me at Agram by order of the police, together with a nurse from the Doebling Lunatic Asylum. These people and a _posse_ of detectives lay in wait for a whole week. All depended on getting us to go into the town. They would not have dared to have arrested us at the Château of Lobor in the open country, where our defenders would have hastened to our succour in the twinkling of an eye. The military authorities ordered the count to proceed to Agram, and being an officer on leave he was forced to obey.