Now observe this, if you please.
Suppose that I do not overtake the Prince; suppose that her Highness hears of Wogan's coming and again changes her mind,--who will be to blame?
Not I, for I have done my best, not Prince Taxis, for he is not informed, but Prince Taxis's secretary." The secretary yielded to Wogan's argument.

He might be in a great fear of Prince Taxis, but he was in a greater of the Emperor's wrath.

He left Wogan again, and in a little while came back with the written permission which Wogan desired.

Wogan wasted no time in unnecessary civilities; the morning had already been wasted.

The clocks were striking one as he hurried away from the palace, and before two the Princess Clementina was able to throw back her cloak from about her face and take the air; for the berlin was on the road from Trent to Roveredo.
"Those were the four worst hours since we left Innspruck," she said.