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But times are changing fast, my Junker, and within the last ten years forty castles such as yours have been consumed by the Swabian League, as though they were so many walnuts." "The shell of Adlerstein was too hard for them, though. They never tried." "And wherefore, friend Eberhard?
A fine young book-learned scholar, already knighted, and with all these Wildschloss lands too!" said Sir Eberhard, gazing with a strange puzzled look at the delicate but spirited features of this strange perplexing son. "Reach hither your hand, boy."
His solicitude for Eberhard’s health resembled that of a gaoler. One evening Eberhard went to bed with a fever.
“They are all three in bed,” thought Jordan to himself, “and what do I know about them?” He shook his head, removed the hanging lamp from its frame, and locked the room, holding the lamp very carefully as he did so. Eleanore had not seen Eberhard von Auffenberg for a number of weeks. He wrote her a card, asking for the privilege of meeting her somewhere.
“I presume you wish to go home and change your clothes,” said Eberhard, standing on the street corner. “I am already dry,” said Daniel, “and I really have no desire to go home. Over there on Schütt Island is a little inn called the Peter Vischer.
Daniel wrote to Eberhard and Sylvia asking them if he might visit them. He thought: “There are friends; perhaps I need friends again.” He received a note in a strange, secretarial hand informing him that the Baroness was indeed very sorry but she could not receive him at Siegmundshof: she was in child-bed.
"Pardon me, good uncle," said Ebbo, "I utterly decline the honour of Sir Kasimir's suit to my mother." Master Gottfried smiled. "Sons are not wont to be the judges in such cases, Sir Eberhard." "Perhaps not," he answered; "but my mother's will is to the nayward, nor shall she be coerced." "It is merely because of you and your pride," said Master Gottfried.
There, there, I blame thee not, poor maid; it thou wert to die, it may be even best as it is. Now must I to thy father; he is troubled enough about this gear." But when Eberhard moved towards his sister, she turned to the priest, and said, imploringly, "Not far, not far! Oh! let them," pointing to Eberhard and Christina, "let them not be quite out of sight!"
An excellent copy or duplicate of it belongs to the Boston Athenæum. The original is in the Luxembourg at Paris. The subject is taken from Schiller's ballad of "Count Eberhard."
Something must have happened, for last night Eberhard came home much later than the Electoral Prince, and asked, as if bewildered, whether his highness had been back long; and when I told him that the Electoral Prince had bidden me change with him, he turned deadly pale, trembled in every limb, and said, 'It is all over with me! Baron, something surely happened last night."
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