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Updated: June 19, 2025
"Your Highness, what are your commands?" It was the innkeeper who spoke. His fingers were twitching about the hammer of his carbine. He nodded approvingly toward me. My assault upon the Prince had brought me again into his good graces. Gretchen did not answer him, but she smiled kindly. "Ah, yes!" said the Prince. "This is that Breunner fellow." The innkeeper made a movement.
"Your highness will remember," he warned. "Ha! So you have trapped me blindly? I begin to understand. Who is this fellow Grumbach? Did I offer immunity to him?" "I am Hans Breunner, Highness, and I ask for nothing." "Breunner? Breunner? Hans Breunner, brother of Hermann, and you put yourself into my hands?" The tone developed into a suppressed roar.
A voice bade him enter. Ah, it was the German-American, whose papers had puzzled his excellency. "You wished to see me, Herr Grumbach?" "Yes," said Grumbach, offering a chair. Hermann accepted the courtesy with dignity. His host drew up another chair to the opposite side of the reading-table. The light overhead put both faces in a semishadow. "You are Hermann Breunner," began Grumbach. "Yes."
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