"
"Well, one way or the other, I shall decide what to do to-night. But,
mind you, there must be proofs. Though they may look enough alike to
be two peas in a pod, that will give your friend nothing you claim for
her. The fate of your Princess rests in the hands of Herr Wentworth.
Have the two met?"
"No; but during the short time they have been in the city they have
been mistaken for each other. And why do you call her my Princess?"
"She is not ours yet. It was a strange story, as I remember it. In
those days we had our doubts, as we still have, of another child. By
the way, who suggested the matter to you?"
I recounted my interview with the Prince.
"Ah," said the Chancellor; "so it was he? He is a greedy fellow and
careful. I can readily understand his object. He wants all or
nothing. I shall help you all I can," he concluded, as I reached for
my hat.
"I ask nothing more," I replied; and then I passed from the cabinet
into the crowded anteroom. It was filled with diplomats and soldiers,
each waiting for an audience. They eyed me curiously and perhaps
enviously as I made my way to the street.
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