"Thank you so much. I am just dying to meet him, for I know he has
something most interesting to tell me. Don't you think yourself,
Princess, that a man acts rather like a fool when he is deeply in love?"

To this there was no reply, and the Princess left the room.

Miss Jennie jumped to her feet and almost ran to the library. She found
the Prince walking up and down the long room with a telegraph message in
his hand. "You are a most wonderful young woman," he said; "read that."

"I have been told so by more observing men than you, Prince von
Steinheimer," said the girl, taking the telegram. It was from the
manager of the bank in Vienna, and it ran: "Special messenger leaves
with package by the Meran express to-night."

"Just as I thought," said Miss Jennie; "the diamonds never left the
bank. I suppose those idiots of servants which the Princess has round
her didn't know what they took away from Vienna and what they left.
Then, when the diamonds were missing, they completely lost their
heads--not that anyone in the castle has much wit to spare. I never saw
such an incompetent lot."

The Prince laughed.

"You think, perhaps, I have not wit enough to see that my wife cares for
me, is that it? Is that why you gave me my own letters?"

"Oh, you are well mated! The Princess now does me the honour of being
jealous. Think of that! As if it were possible that I should take any