'Have you seen it?'
Brühl smiled and did not answer.
'Could you get it?' asked the Prince.
Brühl's smile became still more significant. The Prince bent towards him and seized both his hands.
'If you give me that plan in writing--'
He hesitated for a moment.
'It would mean much the same as giving you my head,' said Brühl.
'But I hope you could trust me with your head,' the Prince rejoined.
'Certainly,' said Brühl, 'but once the plan is in your hands there could be no further alteration, one of us must fall, and you know how attached the Prince is to him.'
Lichtenstein rose from his seat.