Within a month of the
accession, the realities of the new situation assumed a
visible shape. The whole royal household moved from Kensington to Buckingham
Palace, and, in the new abode, the Duchess of Kent was given a suite of
apartments entirely separate from the Queen's. By Victoria herself the change
was welcomed, though, at the moment of
departure, she could afford to be
senti
mental. "Though I
rejoice to go into B. P. for many reasons," she wrote
in her diary, "it is not without feelings of regret that I shall bid adieu for
ever to this my
birthplace, where I have been born and bred, and to which I am
really attached!" Her memory lingered for a moment over visions of the past:
her sister's
wedding, pleasant balls and
delicious concerts and there were
other recollections. "I have gone through
painful and
disagreeable scenes
here, 'tis true," she concluded, "but still I am fond of the poor old palace.
At the same time she took another
decided step. She had determined that she
would see no more of Sir John Conroy. She rewarded his past services with
liberality: he was given a baronetcy and a
pension of L3000 a year; he
remained a member of the Duchess's household, but his personal intercourse
with the Queen came to an
abruptconclusion.
II
It was clear that these
interior changes--
whatever else they might
betoken--marked the
triumph of one person--the Baroness Lehzen. The pastor's
daughter observed the ruin of her enemies. Discreet and
victorious, she
remained in possession of the field. More closely than ever did she
cleave to
the side of her
mistress, her pupil, and her friend; and in the recesses of
the palace her
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invisible and omnipresent. When
the Queen's Ministers came in at one door, the Baroness went out by another;
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retired, she immediately returned. Nobody knew--nobody ever will
know--the
preciseextent and the
precise nature of her influence. She herself
declared that she never discussed public affairs with the Queen, that she was
concerned with private matters only--with private letters and the details of
private life. Certainly her hand is everywhere discernible in Victoria's early
correspondence. The Journal is written in the style of a child; the Letters
are not so simple; they are the work of a child, rearranged--with the minimum
of
alteration, no doubt, and yet perceptibly--by a
governess. And the
governess was no fool: narrow,
jealous,
provincial, she might be; but she was
an acute and
vigorous woman, who had gained by a
peculiarinsight, a
peculiarascendancy. That ascendancy she meant to keep. No doubt it was true that
technically she took no part in public business; but the
distinction between
what is public and what is private is always a subtle one; and in the case of
a reigning sovereign--as the next few years were to show--it is often
imaginary. Considering all things--the
characters of the persons, and the
character of the times--it was something more than a mere matter of private
interest that the bedroom of Baroness Lehzen at Buckingham Palace should have
been next door to the bedroom of the Queen.
But the influence wielded by the Baroness,
supreme as it seemed within its own
sphere, was not
unlimited; there were other forces at work. For one thing, the
faithful Stockmar had taken up his
residence in the palace. During the twenty
years which had elapsed since the death of the Princess Charlotte, his
experiences had been
varied and
remarkable. The unknown counsellor of a
disappointed
princeling had gradually risen to a position of European
importance. His
devotion to his master had been not only whole--hearted but
cautious and wise. It was Stockmar's advice that had kept Prince Leopold in
England during the
critical years which followed his wife's death, and had
thus secured to him the
essentialrequisite of a point d'appui in the country
of his
adoption. It was Stockmar's
discretion which had smoothed over the
embarrassments
surrounding the Prince's
acceptance and rejection of the Greek
crown. It was Stockmar who had induced the Prince to become the constitutional
Sovereign of Belgium. Above all, it was Stockmar's tact,
honesty, and
diplomatic skill which, through a long
series of
arduous and complicated
negotiations, had led to the
guarantee of Belgian neutrality by the Great
Powers. His labours had been rewarded by a German barony and by the complete
confidence of King Leopold. Nor was it only in Brussels that he was treated
with respect and listened to with attention. The statesmen who governed
England--Lord Grey, Sir Robert Peel, Lord Palmerston, Lord Melbourne--had
learnt to put a high value upon his probity and his
intelligence. "He is one
of the cleverest fellows I ever saw," said Lord Melbourne, "the most
discreetman, the most well-judging, and most cool man." And Lord Palmerston cited
Baron Stockmar as the only
absolutely disinterested man he had come across in
life, At last he was able to
retire to Coburg, and to enjoy for a few years
the society of the wife and children whom his labours in the service of his
master had
hitherto only allowed him to visit at long intervals for a month or
two at a time. But in 1836 he had been again entrusted with an important
negotiation, which he had brought to a successful
conclusion in the marriage
of Prince Ferdinand of Saxe-Coburg, a
nephew of King Leopold's, with Queen
Maria II of Portugal. The House of Coburg was
beginning to spread over Europe;
and the
establishment of the Baron at Buckingham Palace in 1837 was to be the
prelude of another and a more momentous advance.
King Leopold and his counsellor provide in their
careers an example of the
curious
diversity of human
ambitions. The desires of man are wonderfully
various; but no less various are the means by which those desires may reach
satisfaction: and so the work of the world gets done. The correct mind of
Leopold craved for the whole
apparatus of
royalty. Mere power would have held
no attractions for him; he must be an
actual king--the crowned head of a
people. It was not enough to do; it was
essential also to be recognised;
anything else would not be
fitting. The
greatness that he dreamt of was
surrounded by every
appropriate circumstance. To be a Majesty, to be a cousin
of Sovereigns, to marry a Bourbon for
diplomatic ends, to
correspond with the
Queen of England, to be very stiff and very
punctual, to found a
dynasty, to
bore ambassadresses into fits, to live, on the highest
pinnacle, an exemplary
life
devoted to the public service--such were his objects, and such, in fact,
were his achievements. The "Marquis Peu-a-peu," as George IV called him, had
what he wanted. But this would never have been the case if it had not happened
that the
ambition of Stockmar took a form exactly complementary to his own.
The
sovereignty that the Baron sought for was by no means
obvious. The
satisfaction of his
essential being lay in
obscurity, in invisibility--in
passing,
unobserved, through a
hidden entrance, into the very central chamber
of power, and in sitting there, quietly, pulling the subtle strings that set
the wheels of the whole world in
motion. A very few people, in very high
places, and
exceptionally well-informed, knew that Baron Stockmar was a most
important person: that was enough. The fortunes of the master and the servant,
intimately interacting, rose together. The Baron's secret skill had given
Leopold his unexceptionable kingdom; and Leopold, in his turn, as time went
on, was able to furnish the Baron with more and more keys to more and more
back doors.
Stockmar took up his abode in the Palace
partly as the emissary of King
Leopold, but more particularly as the friend and
adviser of a queen who was
almost a child, and who, no doubt, would be much in need of advice and
friendship. For it would be a mistake to suppose that either of these two men