I confess to telling--at least, to acting--a lie.

We said that we wished to go to my people in Italy, and to visit Rome, Venice, and other cities.

I said that I had a small sum of gold that I should be glad to use; but I did not say how small it was, and no hint was dropped that the heir to Styria might be compelled to soil his hands by earning his daily bread.
We easily agreed among ourselves that Max and I, lacking funds to travel in state befitting a prince of the House of Hapsburg, should go incognito.

I should keep my own name, it being little known.

Max should take the name of his mother's house, and should be known as Sir Maximilian du Guelph.
* * * * * At last came the momentous day of our departure.