' she began, and paused.
'Her Highness,' said the chamberlain, 'will, find a letter on the table.
I had received no orders, or her Highness had been spared this trouble.' 'No, no, no,' she cried.

'I thank you.

I desire to be alone.' And then, when he was gone, she leaped upon the letter.

Her mind was still obscured; like the moon upon a night of clouds and wind, her reason shone and was darkened, and she read the words by flashes.
'Seraphina,' the Prince wrote, 'I will write no syllable of reproach.
I have seen your order, and I go.

What else is left me?
I have wasted my love, and have no more.