In Brief Authority Part 45
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It will be to your advantage that he should."
On reflection Edna saw this. Mirliflor might feel mortified for a time, but there was at least a chance of catching him on the rebound.
When Clarence returned later his entrance was hailed with an interrogatory "Well?" from his family. "Well," he replied, "I interviewed the old King. Told him you couldn't stick my marrying his daughter. He took it very quietly--better than I expected. All he said was that, if you would come to the big fountain in the Palace gardens (it's supplied from the Crystal lake, you know) at sunset, he'd be there and let you know his terms."
"Wants to blackmail us, does he?" said the King. "He won't get a farthing out of _me_!"
"It is like his impudence," added the Queen. "Still, it may be as well to see him."
And just before the sun's final disappearance, the four stood on the margin of a small artificial lake, from the centre of which a great column of water shot up to a colossal height against the crimson and orange sky.
"He doesn't seem to have kept his appointment," said the King. "Thought better of it, hey?" As he spoke, the tall column sank and resolved itself into a solid grey-green figure of little above the average stature, a long-bearded elderly personage in a flowing mantle which only partially covered his suit of glittering iridescent scales.
"There _is_ the old blighter!" whispered Clarence. "This is my Father and Mother, Sir," he added aloud, "and anything you've got to propose must be settled with _them_."
"O King and Queen of Marchenland!" said the Lake King, in a voice like the roar of a cataract, "is it true that ye consider a daughter of mine unworthy to wed your son?"
"Without entering into personalities," replied King Sidney, "which are better avoided at all times, I may say that an alliance with a family whose nature is so--er--amphibious could not be seriously entertained by any civilised monarch."
"It would be _too_ grotesque!" said Queen Selina, "even in a country like _this_!"
"I have set my heart on becoming the Father-in-law of a Prince of the Royal blood," said the Lake King, "and I will not be denied."
"Now--now--now," protested King Sidney, "what _is_ the good of taking that tone? If we were in England I should say this was a matter that could be settled in few minutes by our respective solicitors. As it is, you had better tell us how much you'll take to compromise it. I don't admit that your daughter has suffered any material damage--still, if you're reasonable in your ideas of compensation, you'll find us disposed to meet you--as far as we can, you know, as far as we _can_," he added hastily, as he remembered his shrunken gold sacks.
"My terms are these," the Lake King answered. "Unless the betrothal of Prince Clarence to my daughter Forelle be proclaimed throughout the City before nightfall, the waters of the Crystal Lake shall overflow and submerge the whole land to the tops of the highest houses. It is for ye to choose."
"That would be an outrageous thing to do, if you could do it," said the Queen, "but you know very well you can't!"
"Can I not?" retorted the Lake King. "Behold if I have boasted vainly or not!" And he waved his sceptre, which was surmounted by a crystal fish.
Instantly the artificial lake came pouring over its marble border, and the Royal Family were ankle-deep in water. "It's no good!" said King Sidney, as the flood spread and threatened to rise higher still, "we've _got_ to give in."
"Nothing but the safety of our poor subjects would make me consent,"
declared the Queen, "but as it is, I must. Stop this horrid flood, and we'll agree to everything!"
The water flowed back into the basin at a motion of the Lake King's sceptre. "It is agreed, then," he said, smiling for the first time, "that the betrothal is to be proclaimed before nightfall, and that the nuptials shall take place within eight days?"
"Oh, very well," said Queen Selina pettishly, "I can't think your daughter will ever settle down or be really _happy_ with us--but that is _her_ affair, and--and I will try my _best_ to be a Mother to her."
"It is enough," said the King of the Crystal Lake, "I have your word.
Should ye retract now, what follows will be upon your own heads!" And, with these parting words, he merged into a column of water which towered up as before, its spray falling like fine bronze dust against the now purple sky.
"I don't much think I shall ever get on with _him_," was all Clarence could find to say, as they walked back with wet feet. "But Forelle--well, she really isn't at all bad-looking--in her way."
"Has she got the same coloured hair as her father?" inquired Edna.
"It's green," he confessed, "but a much prettier _shade_ of green--_Eau de nil_, I should call it."
"And I suppose all the furniture will have to be covered in oilskin?"
went on Edna. "One of the delights of having a Nixie for a sister-in-law."
"_You_ needn't talk!" he said angrily. "You came jolly near giving me a bally ogre for a brother-in-law--what?"
"There is just this difference, Clarence," replied his sister, "_I_ was able to break it off--which you are _not_."
"Well, if I'm not, it's not my fault, so you needn't nag," he said savagely, for the thought that all hope of Daphne was now irretrievably lost had just begun to gall him.
"We shall all have to change our shoes when we get in," was her answer.
"And it is lucky if we escape a bad cold in the head. But I dare say,"
she added sweetly, "that when dear Forelle is one of us we shall _soon_ grow inured to damp."
"What _I'm_ thinking of," said the King sombrely, "is how the Court and the populace will take this business. It's to be hoped that the Lake King is--er--_liked_ in these parts."
"Who could _help_ loving him?" jeered Edna. "No doubt the wedding will excite the greatest enthusiasm--especially if the bride goes through the ceremony in a tank!"
"Oh, shut _up_, can't you!" cried the worried Clarence. "Don't make it out more rotten than it is!"
Queen Selina was too occupied with her own reflections to interfere. Her plan for securing the succession to the throne by a union between Clarence and Daphne was clearly no longer practicable. She had been anxious to treat the girl with consideration, and even indulgence--but events had made this impossible. It was absolutely necessary now to get Miss Heritage safely out of the way as soon as it could be managed. "I must speak to the Marshal about it," she was thinking, "and have her sent back to England in that stork-car. The poor dear Court G.o.dmother is much too ill to be consulted just now. I have just _that_ much to be truly thankful for!"
CHAPTER XIX
SERVANTS OF THE QUEEN
If breaking the news of Edna's engagement to Count von Rubenfresser had been a matter of some delicacy, to inform the Court and Public of Clarence's betrothal to a Water-nixie was, as his parents felt, infinitely more so. Queen Selina told the Baron first, but, rather to her surprise, he took it calmly and almost apathetically. "I'm afraid, Baron," she said, "you will think it very weak of us to allow it, but, between ourselves, there are--er--State reasons which left us no choice." To which he replied that he would much prefer to be excused from offering any opinion as to the policy their Majesties had chosen to pursue.
The Marshal, on the other hand, expressed cordial satisfaction. His lizard-like eyes sparkled as he a.s.sured his Sovereigns that he would see that the heralds proclaimed the betrothal in the City before nightfall, and that he expected it would excite heartfelt enthusiasm.
It certainly had not that effect on the Court. The ladies-in-waiting resented the prospect of having to acknowledge a new Royalty the greater part of whose existence had been spent under water. The Courtiers shrugged their shoulders with sardonic resignation. In vain the Crown Prince attempted to carry off his secret uneasiness by clapping them on the back and saying, "You haven't seen Princess Forelle yet, you know, dear boy. When you do, you'll agree that she's a regular little ripper--what?" They made it sufficiently clear that they had no wish to see the future Crown Princess. In fact, if he had not already lost all the prestige he had ever had, he would have lost it now, and his feelings were not to be envied.
Marshal Federhelm requested a private audience from the Queen, who received him in her Cabinet. He began by asking permission to absent himself for a few days on a hunting expedition in the Forest, which permission was graciously accorded.
"If the Crown Prince had not--er--ties to keep him at home," she added, "I'm sure he would be delighted to join you."
"I doubt it, your Majesty," said the Marshal. "His Royal Highness's ardour for such pursuits has languished much of late. However, he is better employed. And, ere I leave, I must ask your Majesty's wishes in regard to my prisoner, the Lady Daphne."
"Ah, I was going to talk to you about that, Marshal," said Queen Selina.
"There are many reasons why it is undesirable that Miss Heritage should remain here any longer. After the underhand and ungrateful manner in which she has tried to pervert Prince Mirliflor from his attachment to Princess Edna, I feel it my duty to have her removed."
"I understand, your Majesty," he said, "and it shall be done. But I would recommend, in your Majesty's interests, that the execution should take place in private, and that the Lady Daphne's decease should be supposed to be due to sudden illness. Otherwise there may be trouble with the Court."
"_Execution!_" cried Queen Selina, genuinely horrified. "Good gracious me, Marshal, you don't suppose I want the poor girl put to death, do you? What do you take me for?"
"It would be a prudent course," he said with meaning, "for any Sovereign to adopt in your Majesty's situation."
"For a Marchenland Sovereign, perhaps! But _I_ have been brought up with very different ideas. I should consider it most wicked to give orders for anybody to be killed. That is not at _all_ what I meant in saying that I want Miss Heritage removed."
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