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Updated: June 17, 2025
"A man who has served three generations of your race can be forgiven for slight eccentricities, especially when one thinks of the pleasant life which the two young masters of Rodeck lead him, for we all know they do not court company, but prefer loneliness." "Ah, yes, loneliness," said Egon with feeling. "It is a great change after our eventful life in the East, and we enjoy it in full measure.
Who knows what impertinence the fellow may not have scrawled?" Corporal von Frielinghausen was charged with the mission, and ascended the hillside. The exercises were begun meanwhile. Frielinghausen found the piece of cardboard neatly placed against a bank beside the last traces of Count Egon Plettau.
Eugen Stahlberg and Lieutenant Walldorf, free from duty for the time being, were in Prince Adelsberg's quarters. Walldorf had been thrown from his horse the previous evening, and his hand had been injured, and this prevented him from going out with his company, as Egon had done.
Egon would have given much to be alone this evening, for his meeting with Hartmut had moved him deeply, but a soldier has little time for brooding, and an invitation from a commanding officer must not be set aside. As the young prince went into the house he met an adjutant coming out, who explained breathlessly that there was bad news, but that the general would tell him all.
I'm going to be a model of reason and virtue when I come back and then I shall marry." "Really?" said Stadinger with delight "How rejoiced the whole court will be!" "That's as it may be," said Egon. "It's more than probable that the whole court will be in a rage, especially my aunt Sophie. But you be silent, Stadinger; don't breathe a syllable while I am away.
Then the door opened and Frau von Wallmoden entered. "I beg your pardon for keeping your highness waiting so long," she said after the first greeting. "The servants told you, perhaps, that a member of the household was dying." "I heard that one of the men about the place was very ill," Egon answered as he hastened toward her. "Yes, poor Tanner.
The young prince breathed more freely; and an uncomfortable, suspicious feeling was set at rest for the moment. "Now I understand your interest and sympathy," he responded. "Colonel Falkenried is to be pitied indeed." "Why he?" inquired Adelheid, struck by the hard tone. "And how about your friend?" "I have no friend. I have lost him," cried Egon with a passionate burst.
"Oh, Stadinger is an exception," declared Egon. "Of late days he has allowed himself great latitude, but as to his sending Zena away he wasn't far wrong. I'd have done the same thing in his place." "It isn't the first time the old fellow has made so bold as to call us both to account. If I were his master he'd get his dismissal in this same hour."
The count's two nephews, Egon and Moritz of Hohenlicht, both students, both very fair, their hair parted all the way down to their necks, had stopped midway and were sparring with their racquets. Miss Demme, the governess, was chiding and pushing fourteen-year-old Erika before her, and Erika opposed her by moving but sluggishly her thin legs in their black stockings.
I think we must return to the castle now? You say my brother-in-law has come with you, and I must see him." Egon turned with her, and as they sauntered back resumed his light, gossipy chatter. As soon as possible he made some excuse for leaving, and as Adelheid bade him good-bye, she gave him a courteous invitation to call again, and that was to him the important thing.
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