"It cannot be helped," said I. "The woman I love once fought a duel for me; I cannot do less for her. You will be my second?"
"Yes. But if he wounds you, woe to him."
"Very well, I'll leave you," said I.
It was not far to the residence of Their Highnesses, so I walked. It was a fine night, and the frost sang beneath my heels. I had never fought a duel. This time no one would stand between. I was glad of this. I wanted Gretchen to know that I, too, was brave, but hitherto had lacked the opportunity to show it. It was really for her sake, after all, even though it would be something to avenge poor Hillars. And I wondered, as I walked along, would Gretchen and Phyllis love each other? It was difficult to guess, since, though sisters, they were utter strangers in lives and beliefs. Soon my journey came to an end, and I found myself mounting the broad marble steps of the Hohenphalian mansion. My heart beat swiftly and I had some difficulty in finding the bell.
The liveried footman took my card.
"Present it to her Highness the Princess Hildegarde," I said, as I passed into the hall.
"Her Serene Highness has left town, I believe, Your Excellency. Her
Serene Highness the Princess Elizabeth is dining at the palace."
"Gone?" said I.
"Yes, Your Excellency." He examined my card closely. "Ah, allow me to deliver this note to you which Her Serene Highness directed me to do should you call."
My hands shook as I accepted the missive, and the lights began to waver. I passed out into the cold air. Gone? And why? I walked back to the rooms in feverish haste. Pembroke was still at his reading.