"No—my father is."
"Would you like to earn easily a rix-dollar?"
"That will I do readily, mein herr," said the girl, coming briskly forward, for a rix-dollar was then about the value of four of our guineas.
"Then you must deliver a note for me?"
"Where?"
"In the city."
"And to whom, mein herr?
"To the Colonel von Warriston at the palace near the Wiesse Saal.
The girl, little suspecting what was in store for her, curtseyed and signified her readiness, while the king, drawing forth his tablets, and using his holster for a desk, wrote to my father in this manner:—
"MY DEAR COLONEL VON WARRISTON,