It said: "Was it you?" I answered, "Await letter."
The letter contained my resignation, to take effect the moment my name
became connected with the finding of the Princess Elizabeth. A week or
so later I received another cablegram, "Accept resignation. Temptation
too great." In some manner they secured a photograph of mine, and I
became known as "The reporter who made a Princess;" and for many days
the raillery at the clubs was simply unbearable. But I am skipping the
intermediate events, those which followed the scene in the King's
palace.
I was very unhappy. Three days passed, and I saw neither Phyllis nor
Gretchen. The city was still talking about the dramatic ending of
Prince Ernst's engagement to the Princess Hildegarde, Twice I had
called at the Hohenphalian residence to pay my respects. Once I was
told that Their Highnesses were at the palace. The second time I was
informed that Their Highnesses were indisposed. I became gloomy and
disheartened. I could not understand. Gretchen had not even thanked
me for my efforts in saving her the unhappiness of marrying the Prince.
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