Carmichael abided his time.
A French newspaper contained a full account of Herbeck's _coup_ and his subsequent flight.

It also recounted the excitement of the following day, the appearance of Gretchen on the steps of the palace, and the great shouting of the people as they acclaimed her the queen of Jugendheit.
The second day out Carmichael's first opportunity came.

He discovered Herbeck and his daughter leaning against the rail.

He watched them uneasily, wondering how he might approach without startling her.

At last he keyed up his courage.
"Good morning, your Highness," he stammered, and inwardly cursed his stupidity.
At the sound of his voice she turned, and there was no mistaking the gladness in her eyes.
"Mr.Carmichael ?" "Yes.