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I nodded. "But I thought yours an old American family. Didn't you tell me, one day at Mount Vernon, that a Dalberg fought with Washington?" It was my turn to be surprised. I had long forgotten both the circumstance and the remark. "And I told you truly enough," I answered. She frowned a bit; then shook her head. "I cannot understand," she said.

"You have as a guest, a certain Madame Armand Dalberg." "A guest by Your Highness's express permission, you will remember," he said. "Very true," said I. "Now, this Madame Dalberg expects a visitor to-night at nine o'clock." He gave me a quick glance. "You know him?" I asked. "No, Your Highness. I only know madame gave orders to admit no one to-night except a gentleman who would come at nine."

I knew, perfectly well, the proper course was for no one but the King and myself to be in the gallery; yet, there entered my Dalberg stubbornness. I purposed that some of those, who had seen me accused that night on the Hanging Garden, should see me exculpated to-night. It may be, that some will question the propriety of my action, and the good taste of those who were my guests.

"It might be good, perhaps," said her neighbor, "if we should also commence to draw up a new constitution for Germany, and then send it to Minister Talleyrand, because we are certainly more familiar with the customs and requirements of the German empire than the statesmen of France. We ought to consult with the archchancellor, Baron Dalberg, about this matter.

But the decision did not rest with the friendly Meyer; it rested with Dalberg, who was just then away from home. Meanwhile, as reports came from Stuttgart to the effect that Schiller's disappearance had caused a great sensation and that there was talk of pursuit, or of a possible demand for his extradition, the two friends thought it best not to remain in Mannheim.

"I know, Armand, you don't like him; and, there, you may do him an injustice. He said only the kindest things about you that you were able, courteous, brave a true Dalberg; and that, if it could not be he, he was glad it was you." I smiled. "That was clever of him," I commented. "And he, too, does not believe the Spencer woman's story." "His cleverness grows," I laughed.

Formerly, in the glorious old times of the German empire, it had been the German emperor who, at the commencement of the sessions of the Diet, had always asked in a loud voice, "Is there no Dalberg?" And at his question, the Dalbergs had come forward and placed themselves around the emperor's throne, always ready to undertake great things and to carry out bold adventures.

As they were once before with Armand Dalberg who had calmly put her in her place, and tumbled her schemes about her ears. All her life there would be a weak spot in her heart for Dalberg; and, such is the peculiarly inconsistent nature of the female, a hatred that fed itself on his scorn of her. She had dared much with Dalberg and often; and always she had lost.

Before his time there had been, to be sure, some performing of miracle-plays, and perhaps things of a different sort. The German literary historians, however, make it an era when Reuchlin came as professor to Heidelberg, and, in 1497, set up a stage, with students for actors, at the house of Johann, Kämmerer von Dalberg. He wrote his plays in Latin. If you wish, I can send you their titles.

In the left column, the Marquis of Talaru, the Duke of Doudeauville, the Count of Villele, the Marshal Marquis of Lauriston, the Count Charles de Damas, the Baron Pasquier, the Duke of Blacas d'Aulps, the Marquis of Riviere, the Marshal Duke of Reggio, the Duke of Dalberg, the Prince de Poix, the Duke de Gramont, Prince Talleyrand, the Duke de La Rochefoucauld.

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