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Updated: June 1, 2025
The next day, while riding along a secluded bridle path some miles from Dornlitz, I came upon a woman leading a badly-limping horse. She was alone, no groom in sight, and drawing rein I dismounted and asked if I could be of service. Then I saw her face, and stepped back in surprise. Her pictures were too plentiful in the capital for me to make mistake. It was the Princess Dehra. I bowed low.
It is a notable fact that in one of the provinces the office of director is filled by a Christian woman a foreigner no doubt, though the report does not say. At Dehra, at the foot of the Himalaya Mountains, there is a high school for girls organized on the plan of the Mount Holyoke Seminary.
"Straight back to town," said Lady Helen; "don't you see Major Dalberg wants his breakfast?" "And your Ladyship?" the Princess questioned. Lady Helen laughed. "I am very human, too, I fear." "Then, why not breakfast with me at the Summer Palace?" said Dehra. "We shall be delighted," said Lady Helen, without even questioning me by a glance. "Your Royal Highness is too gracious," I protested.
A single line, sealed with his seal, in that big book just beside me, and plain Armand Dalberg, Major in the Army of the United States of America, would be Heir Presumptive to one of the great Kingdoms of Earth. And Dehra! I could get no further. Crown and Kingdom faded and I saw only a woman's face. Then the King coughed, and I came sharply back to life, and visions fled.
"Then Aurelie must attend to it," said M. Vulfran, and with a wave of his hand dismissed the manager. As soon as the door had closed Perrine translated the cable. It read: "Friend Leserre, a French merchant. Last news from Dehra five years. Wrote Father Makerness according to your wish." "Five years," cried M. Vulfran.
Dehra was alone in her library, and she came forward with both hands extended. "It has been a long day, Armand," she said. I took her hands and kissed first one and then the other. "Yes, dear one, it has been a long day," I said. I led her to a chair and stood before her. She held up her hands and regarded them critically. Then she looked up at me with quizzical eyes.
"I'm quite sensible of my danger," I answered, and looked blandly from one to the other. The Princess kept her eyes on her plate; but Lady Helen gazed at me in some surprise. "If you're not better behaved, sir, I'll take you away at once," she said. "You're only putting a premium on a continuance of it," said Dehra. "No, I'm not, Your Highness; he hasn't finished his breakfast."
"Dehra has told you?" I asked. He nodded. "But I felt sure of you so sure, indeed, I have all these ready for you." He picked up a roll of parchments. I took them mechanically. There, were the seals, the flowing ribbons, the heavy signature of the King. The sheets rustled and twisted in my fingers, curling back and forth like things alive.
I believe she has dared to follow you here." I shook my head. "Never in my life have I used words to woman such as I used to her in Pittsburgh. Oh, no, she has not followed me." "Then, why is she here so soon after your coming?" Dehra persisted. "Why do thousands visit Dornlitz every month?" I asked. "She is no casual visitor." "Very likely," I agreed.
I shall have to wait a bit for yours to me." "And you really want my kiss, Dehra?" I asked doubtingly. Small wonder, indeed, I was slow to realize my fortune. "You great stupid," she laughed. "Can't you understand I have wanted it for six long years?" "I think," said I, "I'm dreaming." "For a dreamer, you're wonderfully brave," she said.
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