"If it is in my power," said Carmichael.
"Go at once to our embassy and notify them what has taken place."
"I will do that at once. If only I could find some way for you to escape!"
"There is none," said the king. "Come, uncle; let us see what is going on down-stairs."
Carmichael followed them down.
"There they are, men!" cried the sub-chief. "You are under arrest!"
I am the king of Jugendheit," calmly announced Frederick Leopold. "Will you subject me to public arrest?"
"And I," said the uncle, "am Ludwig, prince regent. Let us go to prison as quickly as possible, blockheads!"
The sub-chief laughed uproariously, and even the disciplined soldiers smiled. The king of Jugendheit and the prince regent! This was a good joke, indeed!
"Your majesty and your royal highness," said the sub-chief, his eyes twinkling, "will do me, a poor sub-chief of the police, the honor of accompanying me to the Stein-schloss."