At last the Duchess was strangled in prison.

A new wife was at once provided for the lunatic, Antonia of Lorraine.

The two remained childless, and Sibylla at the age of forty-nine took to herself a husband, the Margrave of Burgau, of the House of Austria, the humble birth of whose mother, however, did not allow him the rank of Archduke.

Her efforts thus to provide Catholic heirs to the rich domains of Clove proved as fruitless as her previous attempts.
And now Duke John William had died, and the representatives of his three dead sisters, and the living Sibylla were left to fight for the duchies.
It would be both cruel and superfluous to inflict on the reader a historical statement of the manner in which these six small provinces were to be united into a single state.

It would be an equally sterile task to retrace the legal arguments by which the various parties prepared themselves to vindicate their claims, each pretender more triumphantly than the other.