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Late on the night of November 18th, 1912, I was busily at work in the Crown-Prince's room -- that cosy apartment of which I possessed the key -- at the Marble Palace at Potsdam.
I, as His Imperial Highness's personal-adjutant, had been travelling all day with him from Cologne to Berlin. We had done a tour of military inspections in Westphalia, and, as usual, "Willie's" conduct, as became the heir-apparent of the psalm-singing All-Highest One, had not been exactly exemplary.