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Updated: June 9, 2025
The travellers were received at the Hohenort Gate by Captain Van Duivenvoorde, preceded by an old sergeant, carrying a lantern, who opened the gate. The captain embraced his brave, beloved comrade, Dornburg; a few farewell words and god-speeds echoed softly from the fortification walls, and the trio stepped forth into the open country. For a time they walked silently through the darkness.
The latter turned with upraised beaker towards the Thuringian and, as the Junker who had relapsed into his reverie, did not notice the movement, irritably exclaimed: "Well, Herr Dornburg, you require a long time to pledge a man." Georg started and answered hastily: "Pledge? Oh! yes. Pledge. I pledge you, Colonel!"
Nicolas showed the captain his treasure, and then exclaimed: "Now forward, Junker von Dornburg, I know where we shall find them; and you, Captain Van Duivenvoorde, tell the burgomaster and Janus Dousa what has become of me." A week had elapsed since Henrica's flight, and with it a series of days of severe privation.
Kind, gracious Father in Heaven, grant him every happiness, every blessing, but save my peace of mind; let him go, and lead him far, far away from here." The tavern where Georg von Dornburg lodged stood on the "broad street," and was a fine building with a large court-yard, in which were numerous vehicles. On the left of the entrance was a large open room entered through a lofty archway.
But Maria longed to reach home, and when she said she must go, Aquanus offered his company. Georg von Dornburg was standing in the entry and stepped back with a respectful bow, but the innkeeper called to him, saying: "There is much to be done to-day, for many a man will doubtless indulge himself in a glass of liquor after the good news.
The intoxication passed away, and as she saw him standing before her with out-stretched arms and sparkling eyes, she shrank back, a feeling of intense loathing of him and her own weakness seized upon her and, instead of throwing the book aside and rushing to meet him, she tore it in halves, saying proudly: "Here are your verses, Junker von Dornburg; take them with you."
The Junker grasped his sword, but soon removed his hand from the hilt, for it was Belotti, who came out and greeted the signorina. Henrica followed him into the house and there talked with him in a low tone, until Georg called her, saying: "Fraulein Van Hoogstraten, may I ask for a word of farewell?" "Farewell, Herr von Dornburg!" she answered distantly, but advanced a step towards him.
I can bear it to-day." Half Leyden had followed the brave captain's coffin, and among the other soldiers, who rendered the last honors to the departed, was Georg von Dornburg. After the funeral, the musician Wilhelm led the son of the kind comrade, whom so many mourned, to his house.
He drank to Meister Aquanus as eagerly and gaily as ever, exclaiming: "To old times and our friend, Georg von Dornburg." "With all my heart," replied the landlord. "We haven't heard of his bold deeds and expeditions for a long time." "Of course! The fermenting wine is now clear. Dornburg is in the English service, and four weeks ago I met him as a member of her British Majesty's navy in London.
The talk at a round table in the end of the long room was louder than anywhere else. Six officers had seated themselves at it, among them Georg von Dornburg.
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