I have worn
the writing away with my kisses."
"How some men waste their energies!"
"Your Highness," said I, putting the rose back into my pocket, "did
Gretchen ever tell you how she fought a duel for me because her life
was less to her than mine?"
The Princess Hildegarde's smile stiffened and her eyes closed for the
briefest instant.
"Ah, shall I ever forget that night!" said I. "I held her to my heart
and kissed her on the lips. I was supremely happy. Your Highness has
never known what a thing of joy it is to kiss the one you love. It is
one of those things which are denied to people who have their destinies
mapped out by human hands."
The Princess opened her fan and hid her lips.
"And do you know," I continued, "when Gretchen went away I had a
wonderful dream?"
"A dream? What was it?" The fan was waving to and fro.
"I dreamed that a Princess came in Gretchen's place, and she threw her
arms around my neck and kissed me of her own free will."
"And what did she say, Herr?" Certainly the voice was growing more
like Gretchen's.
I hesitated. To tell her what the dream Princess had said would undo
all I had thus far accomplished, which was too little.
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