“It is not necessary, George; he stands without there in the little passage leading to my apartments.  I shall cause him to enter immediately.  You must promise me first, though, my beloved husband, that you will listen to him without reproaches and anger, and that you will say nothing in his presence against the only son given us by Heaven.”

“I shall make no promises that I can not keep,” cried the Elector warmly.  “I will speak with Schlieben.  He must come in.  Ho!  Chamberlain Balthazar von Schlieben, come in, I charge you to come in.”

The little arras door opened and disclosed to view a slender, tall young man, in gold-laced blue uniform, with red facings.

“At the command of your Electoral Grace,” he said, making a reverential obeisance.

“Come hither, Schlieben,” cried George William, “close up to me, that I may see if you are actually he who dares to return here without the one after whom I sent him.  So!  Look me straight in the face, and tell me why I sent you to Holland three months ago, and what was your errand there?”

“Your Electoral Highness, I was sent by your grace to Holland, in order that I might conduct hither his Highness the Electoral Prince.”

“Well, then, where is the Electoral Prince?”

“Your Electoral Highness, he is at present still at The Hague, and most urgently and most submissively he beseeches your Electoral Highness through me that he may be permitted to remain there at least for the winter.”

“He is yet at The Hague!” cried the Elector.  “He ventures thus to brave me—­to oppose himself to my strict injunctions?  Or have you not handed him my letter, Schlieben?  Or have you not repeated to him all that I said and urged you by word of mouth to convey to him?  Did you not inform him that I ordered him, under penalty of my princely and fatherly displeasure, to set out and journey hither in the speediest manner possible?”

“Your Electoral Highness, I carried out exactly every command given me by your highness, and the Electoral Prince surely would not have delayed an instant gratifying the demands of his revered father, if many concurring circumstances had not made it impossible for him.  The Electoral Prince has himself more narrowly pointed out and explained these in this letter, which he has charged me to deliver to your highness.”

And with a deep inclination the chamberlain extended a large sealed packet to his Sovereign.

George William took it with angry impatience, and so curious was he to read the contents of the packet that he hastily tore off the cover, the sooner to arrive at its purport.  A closely written sheet of fine paper was within the cover, and the Elector unfolded it with eager hands.  But after looking at this a long while, he shook his head passionately, and the flush of anger on his countenance grew yet darker.