“She is in an abominably false position. Prince Ludwig’s silence and indifference would be galling enough to any woman’s pride. And Ruperta has, perhaps, more than her share.”
The old minister gave a slight bow of assent. Crowned monarchs are not to be contradicted gratuitously, even when they indulge in self-disparagement.
“The position is becoming intolerable,” his highness continued.
“Any hour may end it,” said Rollmar, quietly. Then he added, “Surely you approve of the alliance, sire?”
“Naturally.” Duke Theodor emphasised the word with a nod which was intended to express the dignity which in his conferences with his Chancellor was always provokingly elusive. “Of course it would be of untold advantage to both crowns. It is a most natural desire. The uniting of the two kingdoms would more than double their power and influence.”
“It should increase them tenfold,” said Rollmar, as repeating a cut-and-dried argument for his policy. “And not only their power but their wealth; the development, more especially, of the natural wealth of the one by union with the labour of the other.”
“Yes, yes,” snapped the Duke, impatiently, almost petulantly. “That is our view. Our immediate concern, however, is that of Ruperta and Prince Ludwig.”
Rollmar smiled, and his smile seemed hardly to endorse the word concern.
“Except to themselves, is it very material?” he asked significantly.
The Duke tried to look resolute. “I have my daughter’s happiness to think of, Baron,” he protested.