Intheearlymorning，whilstthemountainswerestillrathergreythanblue，thecable—linetookustotheBlueMouth，whereweembarkedintheKing’syacht，TheLady，whichtookusacrosstheAdriaticatapacewhichIhadhithertoconsideredimpossible。TheKingandQueencametothelandingtoseeusoff。Theystoodtogetherattheright—handsideofthered—carpetedgangway，andshookhandswitheachguestashewentonboard。Theinstantthelastpassengerhadsteppedondeckthegangwaywaswithdrawn。TheLordHighAdmiral，whostoodonthebridge，raisedhishand，andweswepttowardsthemouthofthegulf。Ofcourse，allhatswereoff，andwecheeredfrantically。IcantrulysaythatifKingRupertandQueenTeutashouldeverwishtofoundintheBlueMountainsacolonyofdiplomatistsandjournalists，thosewhoweretheirguestsonthisgreatoccasionwillvolunteertoaman。IthinkoldHempetch，whoisthedoyenofEnglish—speakingjournalists，voicedoursentimentswhenhesaid：
\"MayGodblessthemandtheirswitheverygraceandhappiness，andsendprosperitytotheLandandtherule！\"IthinktheKingandQueenhearduscheer，theyturnedtolookatourflyingshipagain。
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RUPERT’SJOURNAL——Continued（LongeIntervallo）。
February10，1908。