to show for our trouble--unless incipient rheumatism?"

Virginia had nothing to show for it; at least, nothing that she meant
to show, even to her mother; but in a little scented bag of silk which
lay next her heart, was folded a bit of blotting-paper. If you looked
at its reflection in a mirror, you saw, written twice over in a firm,
individual hand, the name "Helen Mowbray."

The Princess had found it on a table in the best sitting-room, after
Frau Yorvan had made that room ready for its new occupants. Therefore
she loved Alleheiligen: therefore she thought with redoubled
satisfaction of her visit there.

To learn her full name, he must have thought it worth while to make
inquiries. It had lingered in his thoughts, or he would not have
scrawled it twice on some bit of paper--since destroyed no doubt--in a
moment of idle dreaming.

Through most of her life, Virginia had known the lack of money; but
she would not have exchanged a thousand pounds for the contents of
that little bag.

Hohenlangenwald is the name of the House from which the rulers of
Rhaetia sprang; therefore everything in the beautiful city of Kronburg
which can take the name of Hohenlangenwald, has taken it; and it was
at the Hohenlangenwald Hotel that a suite of rooms had been engaged
for Lady Mowbray.

The travelers broke the long journey at Melinabad; and Virginia's
study of trains had timed their arrival in Kronburg for the morning of
the birthday eve, early enough for the first ceremony of the
festivities; the unveiling by the Emperor of a statue of Rhaetia in
the Leopoldplatz, directly in front of the Hohenlangenwald Hotel.

Virginia looked forward to seeing the Emperor from her own windows; as
according to her calculation, there was an hour to spare; but at the
station they were told by the driver of the carriage sent to meet
them, that the crowd in the streets being already very great, he
feared it would be a tedious undertaking to get through. Some of the
thoroughfares were closed for traffic; he would have to go by a
roundabout way; and in any case could not reach the main entrance of
the hotel. At best, he would have to deposit his passengers and their
luggage at a side entrance, in a narrow street.

As the carriage started, from far away came a burst of martial music;
a military band playing the national air which the chamois hunter had
heard a girl sing, behind a closed door at Alleheiligen.

The shops were all shut--would be shut