I need not recite the peculiarities of the Archduke--his dislike of conventional society, his contempt for sham and pretense.

After living a hermit life at one of the smallest and most obscure of the royal estates for several years, he vanished utterly.

That was fifteen years ago." "Yes; he was mad--quite mad," blurted the Baron.
"That was the common impression.

He took his oldest son and went into exile.

Conjectures as to his whereabouts have filled the newspapers sporadically ever since.