Mark Twain's Letters — Volume 4 (1886-1900) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 318 pages of information about Mark Twain's Letters — Volume 4 (1886-1900).

Mark Twain's Letters — Volume 4 (1886-1900) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 318 pages of information about Mark Twain's Letters — Volume 4 (1886-1900).
again—­to my unspeakable regret.  For it was too darling a comedy to spoil.  I was hoping and praying the princess would come, and catch us up there, and that those other Americans who were expected would arrive, and be taken for impostors by the portier, and shot by the sentinels—­and then it would all go into the papers, and be cabled all over the world, and make an immense stir and be perfectly lovely.  And by that time the princess would discover that we were not the right ones, and the Minister of War would be ordered out, and the garrison, and they would come for us, and there would be another prodigious time, and that would get cabled too, and—­well, Joe, I was in a state of perfect bliss.  But happily, oh, so happily, that big portier wouldn’t let us out—­he was sorry, but he must obey orders—­we must go back up stairs and wait.  Poor Livy—­I couldn’t help but enjoy her distress.  She said we were in a fix, and how were we going to explain, if the princess should arrive before the rightful Americans came?  We went up stairs again—­laid off our wraps, and were conducted through one drawing room and into another, and left alone there and the door closed upon us.

Livy was in a state of mind!  She said it was too theatrically ridiculous; and that I would never be able to keep my mouth shut; that I would be sure to let it out and it would get into the papers—­and she tried to make me promise—­“Promise what?” I said—­“to be quiet about this?  Indeed I won’t—­it’s the best thing that ever happened; I’ll tell it, and add to it; and I wish Joe and Howells were here to make it perfect; I can’t make all the rightful blunders myself—­it takes all three of us to do justice to an opportunity like this.  I would just like to see Howells get down to his work and explain, and lie, and work his futile and inventionless subterfuges when that princess comes raging in here and wanting to know.”  But Livy could not hear fun—­it was not a time to be trying to be funny—­we were in a most miserable and shameful situation, and if—­

Just then the door spread wide and our princess and 4 more, and 3 little princes flowed in!  Our princess, and her sister the Archduchess Marie Therese (mother to the imperial Heir and to the young girl Archduchesses present, and aunt to the 3 little princes)—­and we shook hands all around and sat down and had a most sociable good time for half an hour—­and by and by it turned out that we were the right ones, and had been sent for by a messenger who started too late to catch us at the hotel.  We were invited for 2 o’clock, but we beat that arrangement by an hour and a half.

Wasn’t it a rattling good comedy situation?  Seems a kind of pity we were the right ones.  It would have been such nuts to see the right ones come, and get fired out, and we chatting along comfortably and nobody suspecting us for impostors.

We send lots and lots of love. 
                                   Mark.

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