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A few months ago he gave his royal uncle carte blanche to seek a wife for him. Politics demanded an alliance between Jugendheit and Ehrenstein. There have been too many years of useless antagonism. On the head of this bolt from Heaven comes the declaration of his majesty that he will marry any other princess on the continent." "They will pull this place down, brick by brick!" "Let them!
When they came for a man on a serious charge, in Ehrenstein, they came in pairs or fours. So then, there could be pending nothing vital to his liberty or his incognito. Besides, his papers were all right, and now there would be Carmichael to fall back on. "The palace is lighted up," was Grumbach's comment as the two passed the sentry outside the gates.
Wallenstein, remaining where he was, laughed. Meantime the policeman frowned. It was incredible; his excellency could not possibly have intended any wrong, it was only a harmless pleasantry. Gretchen's lips quivered; the law of redress in Ehrenstein had no niche for the goose-girl. "Good evening, colonel," said Carmichael pleasantly. "Why can't your bandmaster give us light opera once in a while?"
Soon I shall be shaking the dust of Dreiberg, and I want to know beforehand what this Chinese puzzle is. What did you do that compelled your flight from Ehrenstein?" Grumbach's pipe hung pendulent in his hand. He swung it to and fro absently. "I am waiting. Remember, you are an American citizen, for all that you were born here.
At the Ehrenstein barrier no question was asked, and Carmichael's one hope was shattered. At the Jugendheit barrier the carriage stopped. There were voices. Carmichael saw the flicker of a lantern. His captors got out. Presently there appeared at the door an old man dressed as a mountaineer. In his hand was the lantern. "Pardon me, dear nephew Fools!" he broke off, swinging round.
No, this was a degradation prepared for the house of Ehrenstein, by the undying revenge of a little Italian physician, whom the stalwart baron had pitched a few yards out of his way during a procession at Rome. This part of the history, though not devoid of interest, is hardly within the bounds of a reasonable probability but it contains some passages of considerable vigour.
Twice had he saved Ehrenstein from the drag-net of war, and with honor. So he was admired by fathers and revered by mothers. The secretary came in and laid a thin packet of papers on the chancellor's desk. "It was the packet A, your Highness?" his hand still resting upon the documents. "Yes. You may go." The secretary bowed and withdrew.
Under normal circumstances Carmichael would not have dismounted, but his horse had carried him many miles that morning, and he was a merciful rider. In the war days often had his life depended upon the care of his horse. "You have been riding hard?" "No, only far." "I do not believe that there is a finer horseman in all Ehrenstein than yourself." "Your highness is very good to say that."
Carmichael gave rein to his laughter. "This is Ehrenstein; here I shall talk to you as I please." The king reddened, and his hand closed again over the pistol. "I have saved your majesty twice from death. You force me to recall it to your mind." The king had the grace to lower his eyes. "The first time was at Bonn.
It may have never occurred to Herr Goldberg that the poor were generally poor because of their incapabilities, their ignorance, and incompetence. To-night, however, there were variety and spice with his Jeremiad. "Brothers, shall this thing take place? Shall the daughter of Ehrenstein become Jugendheit's vassal? Oh, how we have fallen! Where is the grand duke's pride we have heard so much about?
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