The Prince of the Captivity: The Epilogue to a RomanceGrier, Sydney C.
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The Prince of the Captivity: The Epilogue to a Romance
Grier, Sydney C.
Kings and rulers -- Fiction; Political fiction
“My father was less angry than his letter had prepared me to expect,”
Mr Steinherz went on. “He could not but disapprove most strongly of my
choice, he said, and would promise nothing as to the future, but if I
would consent to make a voyage round the world at once, giving my word
not to hold any communication with the Countess Aline while I was
away, he would see what could be done on my return. I murmured at the
harshness of the stipulation, reminding him that my brother Florian
had been permitted to marry Princess Erzsebet Mohacsy, who was not of
royal blood; to which he replied, with the cynical brutality he
sometimes affected, that she brought a princedom as the price of the
alliance, whereas my poor Aline’s father could barely give her a
dress-allowance. I yielded. My mother’s entreaties to me not to come
to an open breach with my father were still in my ears, and I could
not see anything better to do. I was appointed to one of the largest
Pannonian men-of-war, and I did not dislike the cruise. When I had
been away two years, the news of my brother Florian’s death recalled
me hastily to Vindobona, and I found Aline--married. What pressure
they had brought to bear on her, what lies they had told her about me,
I do not know and did not ask; but she was married to a rough fellow
called Baron Radniky--a noble, it is true, but the very type of a
churlish, bigoted reactionary. I had a terrible scene with my father
when I learned the truth, and I swore I would remain in Pannonia no
longer. I would cast aside my rank, as I had intended to do if I
married Aline, and go out into the world a free man. He laughed in my
face when I said this, and as soon as I was outside the room I found
myself under arrest. For weeks I was a State prisoner inside the
palace,--I, who was accustomed to freedom and an active life,--and at
the end of that time my relations thought they could deal with me. The
Emperor patched up a reconciliation with my father, and I was allowed
my personal liberty, but forbidden to leave Vindobona. All the people
round me were spies--my cousins the Archdukes, the servants, the gay
young men who were set on to divert my mind. I saw there was no hope
of escape at present, and I allowed myself to seem resigned. Aline
lived far away in the country. She had passed out of my life, and for
that I was thankful. But the vicious idleness of my surroundings I
could not endure, and at last I obtained leave to set up a laboratory
in my father’s gardens, at a safe distance from the palace, in order
to continue my scientific experiments. Here again the Emperor stood my
friend, and even allowed me to send for my foster-brother, Martin
Richter, and install him as my assistant. It was supposed that he did
all the menial work of the laboratory; but my relations would indeed
have been astonished if they had seen prince and peasant labouring
together, for he knew as much of the theoretical part of the work as I
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