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We are here, sir, at about an equal distance from Mittwalden in Grünewald and Brandenau in Gerolstein: six leagues to either, and the road excellent; but there is not a wine-bush, not a carter's alehouse, anywhere between. You will have to accept my hospitality for the night; rough hospitality, to which I make you freely welcome; for, sir," he added, with a bow, "it is God who sends the guest."
I've heard them say it in a speech. I was at a meeting once at Brandenau, and the Mittwalden delegates spoke up for fifteen thousand. Fifteen thousand, all brigaded, and each man with a medal round his neck to rally by. That's all Gondremark." "Ay, sir, you see what it leads to: wild talk to-day, and wilder doings to-morrow," said the old man.
Kindly the host of heaven blinked down upon that wandering Princess; and the honest brook had no words but to encourage her. At last she began to be aware of a wonderful revolution, compared to which the fire of Mittwalden Palace was but the crack and flash of a percussion-cap.
A bugle sounded at the door of the guard-room; one gun was fired; and then with the yell of hundreds, Mittwalden Palace was carried at a rush. Sped by these dire sounds and voices, the Princess scaled the long garden, skimming like a bird the starlit stairways; crossed the Park, which was in that place narrow; and plunged upon the farther side into the rude shelter of the forest.
And now, when he was thus surprisingly received in that library of Mittwalden Palace, which was the customary haunt of silence, his hands went up into the air as if he had been shot, and he cried aloud with the scream of an old woman. 'O! he gasped, recovering, 'Your Highness! I beg ten thousand pardons.
"My chaise is close at hand; and I shall have, I trust, the singular entertainment of abducting a sovereign Princess." "Sir John!" she said at last. "At your Highness's disposal," he replied. She sprang to her feet. "O!" she cried, "have you come from Mittwalden?" "This morning," he returned, "I left it; and if there is anyone less likely to return to it than yourself, behold him!"
And now, when he was thus surprisingly received in that library of Mittwalden Palace, which was the customary haunt of silence, his hands went up into the air as if he had been shot, and he cried aloud with the scream of an old woman. "O!" he gasped, recovering, "your Highness! I beg ten thousand pardons.
And to find a convoy to Mittwalden, and thus mitigate the company of his own thoughts, the Prince had to make favour with a certain party of wood-merchants from various states of the empire, who had been drinking together somewhat noisily at the far end of the apartment. The night had already fallen when they took the saddle.
The man remained silent for a while, his head still projecting through the wicket. 'His Highness! he said at last. 'And why did your Highness knock so strange? 'It is a superstition in Mittwalden, answered Otto, 'that it cheapens corn. With a sound like a sob the groom fled.
We are here, sir, at about an equal distance from Mittwalden in Grunewald and Brandenau in Gerolstein: six leagues to either, and the road excellent; but there is not a wine bush, not a carter's alehouse, anywhere between. You will have to accept my hospitality for the night; rough hospitality, to which I make you freely welcome; for, sir, he added with a bow, 'it is God who sends the guest.
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