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
“Great consternation has been caused in august circles in Vindobona by
the reported reappearance of the Grey Lady of the Hohenstaufens. The
scene of the apparition was the portion of the Imperial Schloss known
as the Arragon-Palast, which is occupied by the Prince of Arragon,
titular King of Cantabria, and his family, when the Court is at
Vindobona, and it is alleged that the ghost-seer, a sentinel on duty,
is absolutely convinced of the reality of the sight, which is believed
to portend an approaching death in the House of Hohenstaufen. The last
recorded appearance of the Grey Lady in this portion of the Schloss
took place prior to the death of the late King Paul of Cantabria,
which occurred at an advanced age ten years ago. The king was
connected with the Hohenstaufens through his mother, who was a
Pannonian archduchess.”
CHAPTER V.
MANŒUVRES.
So confident was Usk in his mother’s kindness of heart that when
Lord and Lady Caerleon arrived in London late that evening, he was
waiting for them at the terminus, eager to conduct them at once to the
Hotel Bloomsbury. Having seen the evening papers in the course of
their journey, they were acquainted with the details of the tragedy,
and did not need to be assured by him of the desolate state of the two
girls.
“I knew you would come,” he said.
“How could we do anything else?” asked his mother. “Poor Félicia!
one’s heart bleeds for her. Only just engaged, and her joy clouded in
this terrible way----!”
“Oh, but---- we aren’t exactly engaged yet,” said Usk uncomfortably.
“You see, Mr Steinherz had given his consent all right, but I hadn’t
spoken to Félicia, and there has been no opportunity since.”
“No, of course not. But this makes it rather awkward, Usk. It seemed
only natural to come and look after the poor girl when I thought she
was engaged to you, but now she may consider it a liberty.”
“Not she, mater! She’ll think it just too sweet for words, as she and
Miss Logan are always saying. They stand in tremendous awe of you.”
“There, Nadia!” said Lord Caerleon, “that settles it. You have somehow
managed to inspire these unknown Americans with awe, and it’s your
bounden duty to go and put things right--your duty, mind.”
“I will go and ask if I can do anything for them, certainly, as soon
as we get there, but that’s different from having the right to go and
mother them, as it were.”
“No; that’s just what they want,” said Usk. “Think of it, mater--two
girls alone in a strange country in such terrible circumstances! Of
course they want mothering.”
Lady Caerleon never allowed herself to shrink from a duty when it was
once set plainly before her, and half an hour later she knocked at the
door of the Steinherzes’ sitting-room. Maimie, who was sitting alone,
worn out by innumerable harassing interviews with reporters, police
inspectors, officials from the Pannonian and United States Embassies,
and various tradesmen, thought wearily that here was another caller.
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