Far away to my left I could see the flickering lights of the palaces; a
yellowish haze hung over all. Once within the building I noted with
surprise the luxurious appointments. Plainly it was no common inn, a
resort for the middle and traveling classes; whether it was patronized
by the nobility I could only surmise.
"We shall continue to speak in French," she said, as she threw back her
cloak and lifted her veil. "Monsieur has probably heard that the
Princess Hildegarde is a creature of extravagant caprices; and he
expects an escapade."
"Your Highness wrongs me," I protested. "I am an obscure American;
your Highness does not share your--that is----"
I stopped, not wishing to give the term escapade to anything she might
do. As a matter of fact she has caused her royal guardian, the King,
no end of trouble. She went to Paris once unattended; at another time
she roamed around Heidelberg and slashed a fencing master; she had
donned a student's garb. She is said to be the finest swordswoman on
the Continent. Yet, notwithstanding her caprices, she is a
noble-minded woman.
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