The Secrets of Potsdam: A Startling Exposure of the Inner Life of the Courts of the Kaiser and Crown-PrinceLe Queux, William
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The Secrets of Potsdam: A Startling Exposure of the Inner Life of the Courts of the Kaiser and Crown-Prince
Le Queux, William
Germany -- Court and courtiers
I hired a car and drove seven miles to the farther end of the loch, to
the village of Lochearnhead. There I made inquiry at the hotel and
elsewhere, afterwards going on to Balquidder with similar result. It was
past six o'clock when I returned to St. Fillans with the feeling that
His Highness had deceived even his friend "Mickie," and that I had had
my long journey and quest for nothing. Not a soul seemed to have seen
anybody answering to "Willie's" description. I snatched another hasty
meal at the hotel, and then, in the dusk, set off in the opposite
direction along the pretty road which led to Comrie. The light was fast
fading, but I knew that there would be a full moon, and the night was
perfect.
I had walked about three miles, and had probably lost my way, for I was
off the main road, when, on my left, saw the lighted windows of a
comfortable-looking cottage standing back from the road behind a
well-kept flower garden. There were woods on each side of the road, and
I concluded that it was a keeper's house. As I passed I heard voices,
and saw two figures standing at the garden gate--a man and a
woman--chatting confidentially.
In the next second I recognized the man's voice as that of the
Crown-Prince, and as quickly I stepped upon the grass so that they might
not be attracted by my footsteps. Concealed by the shadow of the hedge
on the opposite side of the road, I stealthily approached until I could
distinguish, by the light from the open door of the cottage, that the
woman was a stout, elderly person, probably the keeper's wife.
Both surprised and interested, I stood there watching. It seemed as
though they were awaiting someone, for after a few moments, they both
retired inside the cottage.
Presently, however, "Willie" emerged alone. He had on his hat and
carried a stick, and as he swung through the gate and went forward he
whistled softly to himself the air of a gay waltz of which he was
particularly fond.
Within myself I chuckled at being thus able to watch his mysterious
movements, for he seemed entirely preoccupied and quite unconscious of
being followed, though I fear my footsteps fell heavily at times.
Suddenly, while passing along a part of the road overshadowed by woods
on either side, he halted in the darkness. I heard him speak, and I also
heard the welcome he received in a girl's voice. It was as I had
surmised, and I drew a long breath.
I heard the pair talking, but from where I stood I could not overhear
any of their conversation. I heard His Highness laugh gaily, and though
he lit a cigarette his companion's face was turned from me so that I
could not catch a glimpse of it in the fitful light.
Presently, after he had held her in his arms and kissed her, they turned
back in my direction.
As they passed I heard the girl say:
"I've been waiting for quite a quarter of an hour, Mr. Lehnhardt. I
thought perhaps something had prevented you from keeping the
appointment."
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