IX
THE DECISION
I was sitting alone in the library late that night when Courtney camein. He had been to some function at the French Embassy, from which Ihad begged off, and seemed surprised to see me.
"Taps are a bit late to-night," he remarked, pouring a measure ofScotch and shooting in the soda.
"I've been thinking," I answered.
"For Heaven's sake. Major," he began--then put down his glass andlooked at me curiously.
"You were about to say?" I questioned.
He glanced at the clock. "When a man of your age sits up thinkinguntil two in the morning it is either financial trouble or love."
"My finances are all right," I volunteered.
"Ergo," said he, and began to sip his Scotch.
"And I'm not----" then I stopped--"in the marrying class, you know," Iended.
"It's a pity to have such excellent raw material go to waste," hecommented, and smiled.
"The truth is, Courtney, I waited up for you."
He put down his glass again. "Business?" he inquired, quickly."Anything amiss?"
I shook my head; "It's nothing amiss diplomatically; but it is businessin a way; only, it's my personal business. I want your advice."
He looked at me, sharply, an instant. "Drive on, old man; I'm allattention," he said.
"I've been at the Summer Palace," I began.
He nodded.
"And breakfasted with the Princess Royal," I went on.
"Alone! Be careful, my dear Major," he cautioned.
"Lady Helen Radnor was there; and the King also, for a bit," Iexplained.
"Good," said he; "you are progressing famously."
"Oh, it was all accidental."
He smiled broadly.
"I went for an early morning ride; Lady Helen happened to overtake me;we chanced upon the Princess; she asked us to breakfast; and the Kingcame in during the meal."
Courtney was studying the point of a paper-cutter. "Very wonderful,indeed," he commented.
"What; the paper-cutter?" I asked, a trifle impatiently.
"No; the series of accidents."
"They are only preliminary."
"Preliminaries are often most important."
"Not here," said I. "What I want to consult you about is this: TheKing has asked me to accept the titles of old Hugo, and to take myplace at Court."
Courtney laid the paper-cutter carefully on the blotter, and drawingout his cigarette case, he selected one and slowly lit it. I knew hisway and waited patiently.
"And Lotzen--and the Crown?" he said presently.
"Do you care for the whole story?" I asked.
"Yes, let me have it all," and, settling back in his chair, he closedhis eyes and prepared to listen.
Then I told him everything of the meeting with the King in his library,repeating, as well as I could remember, Frederick's exact language,describing his attitude toward me and his evident desire in the matter.
"That is the situation and the problem," I ended, "and the answer isdue to-morrow, I am to dine at the Summer Palace."
Courtney sat up and began to polish his eye-glasses. "I assume youhave made no decision?" he asked presently.
"If I had," said I, "I would have gone to bed."
He nodded and kept on at the eye-glasses. At last they seemed to suithim, and he shoved them into place and lit another cigarette.
"It seems to me," he said, at length, "the matter is wholly one ofpersonal inclination; with no obligation upon you to decide it upon anyother basis. Therefore, the first question is simply this: Which doyou prefer to be--an American officer and citizen or a ValerianArchduke?"
"That is just what I don't know," said I.
"Well, would it be any easier to answer if I were to add: 'With achance for the Crown'?"
"That complicates it even more, I think."
He looked at me hard for a moment. I knew he was thinking of thePrincess and I shook my bead.
"Better look at it only on the first proposition," he said: "'anAmerican officer or an Archduke.'"
"If I accept," said I, "I shall play for all the stakes."
"Of course," said he, "but you may lose."
"It is more than likely I shall."
"Yet, even if you do, you will still be the Archduke," he argued.
"I think I would not accept it without the other chances," I said.
"Yet you would adventure those very chances without being sure of theArchdukeship?" he insisted.
I nodded, and Courtney laughed and fingered his imperial.
"You have lost several hours of sleep to-night, my dear Major, veryneedlessly," he said. "You know quite well you will accept Frederick'soffer."
"Do you advise me to accept?" I demanded.
"Do you fancy I would advise you to do anything else?"
"You say that as my best friend?" I persisted.
"I do--and more; I urge it."
"I think I am growing childish," I said, "I can't make a decision; I'mafraid of the Dark, as it were."
Courtney nodded. "That is precisely why I am able to see the mattermore clearly than you--there is no Dark to make me fearful."
"And my commission and American citizenship?"
Courtney smiled. "You will have in exchange the Patent of an Archdukeof Valeria with all its powers and privileges; and, at the very least,the commission of General of Brigade in the Valerian Army. That's atrifle more than you are giving up, don't you think?"
I made no answer.
"And then," he went on, "you can throw it all over and come back to usif you get tired of your new job."
"I may be glad enough to get back to you and my American commission."
"Bother your commission! What does a man of your age and position wantin the hard-working American army?" he exclaimed.
"What does a man of your age and wealth want bothering with diplomacy?"I asked.
"Because I enjoy the business, I reckon."
"Just as someone else may enjoy being a Major of Engineers."
"Come," said he; "if that's all that bothers you, I'll engage to putyou back in our Army any time within two years, if you wish it."
"You are very good, Courtney," I said. "I fear, however, the WarDepartment would not be so gracious."
He snapped his fingers. "That, for the War Department,'" he saidcontemptuously.
"Besides, I'm too old to learn a new profession," I objected.
"A new profession?" he questioned.
I nodded. "The profession of being an Archduke."
"If I might judge by the Birthday Ball," he laughed, "you will havevery little to learn."
"Oh, I'm not bothered about the women; I can manage them all right."
"For the love of Heaven: don't say that so loud," he exclaimed. "Oneof them might hear you, and then----" and he raised his handsexpressively.
"We are growing frivolous," said I, "let us go to bed."
He tossed his cigarette into the grate. "Sometimes it is well to sleepover a problem," he said. He poured two measures of liquor. "Here'sto a clear mind and a right decision in the morning."
We drank it standing--and I, at least, with feeling.
I cannot say if a good night's rest had anything to do with it, but,when I awoke, my mind was made up, and I was ready to give answer tothe King. It chanced that Courtney and I met at breakfast--theAmerican customs as to meals prevailed at the Embassy--and had the roomto ourselves; possibly, because we were very late and the day was verycharming.
"Well," said he, "I see you've made your decision; which gets it,Valeria or America?"
"Behold a prospective Archduke!" said I.
He arose and, hand over heart, bowed low. "I salute Your RoyalHighness!" he said.
"Nonsense!" I exclaimed, "don't be ridiculous."
"I am quite serious. It's an unusual pleasure to have one worthsaluting."
I waved the compliment aside. "If it is to terminate my oldfriendships or br
ing formality into private intercourse I shall remainAmerican," I declared.
The diplomat smiled. "Don't you see it all rests with yourself? Youcan be as formal or as familiar as you please."
"I can revise my List of Friends, so to speak--drop those I don't carefor and enter such new ones as I wish?"
"Exactly."
"Well, that much of the new order will be quite to my liking," said I,and turned to my mail.
The letters lay face downward, of course, and I opened them in theirorder without bothering to examine the superscription. Presently, Icame upon one sealed with a blurred dab of green wax. Rather curious,I turned it over; it was unstamped and was marked: "Personal andImportant." I did not know the hand-writing; but, then, Lady HelenRadnor's was the only one in all Dornlitz I could have known.
"Here," said I to Courtney, "is a letter marked 'Personal andImportant'; what is it; an invitation to contribute to theprofessionally destitute?"
"More likely an invitation to some gambling den."
I tossed it over. "Take a look at it and guess again," I said.
He glanced languidly at the envelope; then picked it up quickly andscrutinized it sharply.
"We both are wrong," he said, and he motioned for the servant to returnit to me.
I knew he had recognized the writing and that it called for morerespect than a careless fling across the table. I broke the seal anddrew out the letter. It bore the Royal Arms over the word "Dornlitz."Beneath, it read:
"MY DEAR COUSIN:
"His Majesty has told me of the meeting in the Library this morning. Iknow I have no right to meddle--but, won't you please accept and comeback to your own? The King wants you. We shall welcome you with allour hearts. Come, Armand!
"DEHRA."
I read it slowly a second time--and then a third time--wondering, thewhile, whether I should show it to Courtney.
"You know who wrote this?" I asked.
"I know who wrote the address."
"Then know the note, also," said I, and read it to him.
His face was quite expressionless as I read; but, at the end, he gavethe faintest nod of approval. "If that does not hold you to the task,you are----" he stopped. "God, Sir! You ought to be proud to be hercousin," he ended.
I spent the balance of the day arranging the affairs of my office, tothe end that I could instantly sever all official relations with theAmerican Government, and, so assume my new rank with the least possibleembarrassment to Courtney. He would, doubtless, find it unfortunateenough to have, as a Royal Archduke, one who but lately was hisMilitary Attache, and familiar with much of his policy and purpose. Isaid as much to him that evening, as we rode toward the Summer Palace,but he laughed it off.
"Embarrass me!" he exclaimed. "I shall be the most envied of theAmbassadors; sought after by all the Court for a word to my friend, thenew Archduke--'that may be King hereafter.'"
"Don't," said I; "it's likely to be quite bad enough without calling onMacbeth's Witches."
He leaned over and put his hand on my arm. "Brace up, old chap," hesaid; "there's no boiling caldron and no witches."
"There are troubles of sorts other than those the caldron brewed," Iremarked.
We turned a bend in the road. "And witches of other sorts than thoseof Fores' Heath," he laughed. "Behold!"
A hundred yards ahead, rode the Princess and Lady Helen Radnor.
"Here's your opportunity, Courtney," I observed.
He stared at me.
"To escort Lady Helen back to town." I explained.
"Thank you," he said, and shrugged his shoulders.
"Don't be a bear," said I; "most men would be glad enough for thechance."
Then we reined aside and saluted.
"Will you join us?" said the Princess.
"We shall be delighted," I said and swung over beside her.
"I don't know what to do with Lady Helen," she whispered hurriedly.
"Courtney will look after her," I volunteered.
But she did not seem to hear. "I came alone to meet you," she went on,"and overtook her on the way."
"You came to meet me?" I asked.
She nodded. "I fear you will think me very forward, but I--well, Iwanted to know your decision."
"Have you any doubt of it after the note--and now?"
"Then you will accept?" she exclaimed, so loudly I raised my hand inwarning.
"Yes," said I. "I shall accept--are you glad?"
She plucked at her horse's mane and glanced at me covertly; then sheturned and smiled--one of those overpowering smiles that had clung tome through the years.
"Yes, Armand, I am glad. You are a--dear."
I reined over closer. "Sometime," I began----
She stopped me. "A dear _cousin_, I mean," she cut in.
I went back to my side of the road; but I took another smile with me.
Then Lady Helen pressed forward. "It is growing late, Your RoyalHighness. I shall have to turn toward town," she said.
I glanced at Courtney and he nodded that he would ride back with her.And the Princess saw and understood; and would not have it so.
"No, my dear Helen," said she, "you and Mr. Courtney and Major Dalbergshall dine with His Majesty and me this evening."
"But, Your Highness,"----Lady Helen began.
"But me no buts," said Dehra; "it will be _en famille_; come along."
Courtney gave me an amused smile and shook his head; but, like a goodcourtier, he made no protest. For my part, I was very glad for hiscompany on this particular evening.
We entered the Park by a narrow gate opening on a bridle path leadingto one of the private doors of the Palace. As I lifted the Princessdown, she whispered:
"I think you should see the King at once."
"I am in your hands," I answered.
"The others would scarcely think so," she smiled.
Then I realized I was holding her as tightly as when I had swung herout of saddle. I stepped back with a quick apology.
"Oh, they didn't see it," she said, and ran up the steps.
I smiled. She, too, like Lady Helen, had not forgotten to look abouther. Women, it would seem, are rather prudent at such times.
"Well," said Courtney, a bit later, when we were alone, "this is aqueer go, sure enough. What did the Princess mean by bringing LadyHelen and me to a family party, and at such a time?"
"I think she meant to be considerate to you and good to me. Shethought, doubtless, we might be glad to be in together, at the death,so to speak."
"She is very kind," said he; "but, why Lady Helen?"
"It was all a sudden inspiration and she had to take her to get you."
"I suppose the Princess will explain my presence to the King."
"Oh, he will be glad to see you; he counted on your aiding him in thismatter."
"Then, it's well I didn't fail him--or my usefulness as the AmericanAmbassador would be ended."
"Surely, he would not have held that against you?"
Courtney smiled rather grimly. "Presently, my dear Major, you willknow a bit more of Courts and Monarchs."
Then the summons came from the King. Instinctively I held out my handto Courtney. He gripped it hard.
"Good-bye, old man, and God bless you," he said.
Then I followed the flunkey.
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