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I also met at Gorice a Count Coronini, who was known in learned circles as the author of some Latin treatises on diplomacy. Nobody read his books, but everybody agreed that he was a very learned man. I also met a young man named Morelli, who had written a history of the place and was on the point of publishing the first volume.

I only wonder that the sun did not hide its head, and the earth tremble at the sacrilege! What do you suppose he called me? An ass! He did, I assure you. That little bare-legged boy called his emperor an ass! Now, Coronini, do you think you can taste of the strawberries that were gathered by those treacherous little hands?"

Everybody was astonished, and everybody was disappointed. The emperor, meanwhile, stood by laughing, until the last wagon was out of sight. "Away with sorrow and care!" cried he, approaching his two carriage companions, Counts Rosenberg and Coronini. Let us enjoy our rich inheritance! But bless me, how forlorn you both look!

While the emperor was enjoying the result of his foraging expedition, Rosenberg and Coronini were seen approaching, each with his earthen platter in his hand. "The hour is up and we are here," said Coronini. "I have the honor of laying my dish at your m feet, count." "Potatoes! beautiful roasted potatoes!" cried Joseph. "Why, count, you have brought us a treat."

Speak quickly, for there is yet time for me to select other fellow-travellers." "No, no, your majesty," said Rosenberg gayly, "I will go whither you go, and share your privations!" "Here I stay, to live and die at your majesty's side!" cried Coronini, with comic fervor. The emperor nodded. "Thank you both, my friends; I had counted upon you, and would have regretted your refusal to go with me.

"If my lord count allows it, I will venture to eat," replied Coronini, "for I really think there was no treason committed." "Why! not when he called me an " "Pray do not say it again," entreated Coronini, raising his hands deprecatingly; "it cuts me to the heart. But Count Falkenstein had already proclaimed that no majesty was by, and when no majesty, was there, no majesty could be insulted."

Even the highest military officials were not behindhand in offering me their homage, through the medium of Field-Marshal Coronini. The Count invited me to a performance by the military bands in the castle at Ofen, where I was graciously received by him and his family, treated to ices, and then conducted to a balcony whence I listened to a concert given by the massed bands.

He gave me his MS. begging me to make any corrections that struck me as desirable. I succeeded in pleasing him, as I gave him back his work without a single note or alteration of any kind, and thus he became my friend. I became a great friend of Count Francis Charles Coronini, who was a man of talents.

It seemed to me that an infidelity of that sort, if she ever heard of it, would not displease her, for that short excursion on strange ground would only keep me alive and in good condition for her, because it would save me from the weariness which was surely killing me. I had been presented to the celebrated Countess Coronini by a nun, a relative of M. Dandolo.

Pack up your court-manners, Coronini, and carry them in your trunk until we get back to Vienna. "So be it, then," sighed Coronini, "since your m , I mean my lord count, will have it so, we must be content to have you hidden under a cloud, like Jupiter, when he made acquaintance with Io." "By Jupiter, Coronini, you are ambitious in your similes," replied the emperor, laughing.