Carlyle's "History of Friedrich II of Prussia" BOOK VIII.
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me and Sousfeld alone with him. He gave me a recital of his
misfortnues; I communicated mine to him,"--and how I had at last
bargained to get him free again by my compliance. "He appeared
much discountenanced at this last part of my narrative.
He returned thanks for the obligations I had laid on him,--with
some caressings, which evidently did not proceed from the heart.
To break this conversation, he started some indifferent topic;
and, under pretence of seeing my Apartment, moved into the next
room, where the Prince my Husband was. Him he ran over with his
eyes from head to foot, for some time; then, after some
constrained civilities to him, went his way." What to make of all
this? "Madam Sonsfeld shrugged her shoulders;" no end of Madam
Sousfeld's astonishment at such a Crown-Prince.

Alas, yes, poor Wilhelmina; a Crown-Prince got into terrible
cognizance of facts since we last met him! Perhaps already sees,
not only what a Height of place is cut out for him in this world,
but also in a dim way what a solitude of soul, if he will maintain
his height? Top of the frozen Schreckhorn;--have you well
considered such a position! And even the way thither is dangerous,
is terrible in this case. Be not too hard upon your Crown-Prince.
For it is certain he loves you to the last!

Captain Dickens, who alone of all the Excellencies was not at the
Wedding,--and never had believed it would be a wedding, but only a
rumor to bring England round,--duly chronicles this happy
reappearance of the Prince-Royal: "about six, yesterday evening,
as the company was dancing,--to the great joy and surprise of the
whale Court;"--and adds: "This morning the Prince came to the
public Parade; where crowds of people of all ranks flocked to see
his Royal Highness, and gave the most open demonstrations of
pleasure." [Despatch 24th November, 1731.]

Wilhelmina, these noisy tumults, not all of them delightful, once
done, gets out of the perplexed hurly-burly, home towards still
Baireuth, shortly after New-year. [11th January, 1732 (Wilhelmina,
ii. 20.] "Berlin was become as odious to me as it had once been
dear. I flattered myself that, renouncing grandeurs, I might lead