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Not even the sign had been painted anew, though the oak board was a trifle paler and there was a little more rust on the hinges. Many a time he had fought with the various pot-boys. He wondered if there were any pot-boys inside now. He noted the dingy consulate sign, then started up the dark and narrow stairs. The consulate door stood open. A clerk, native to Ehrenstein, was writing at a table.
He was dressed in the brilliant uniform of a colonel in the Prussian Uhlans, an honor conferred upon him recently by King William. Prior to his advent into the Grand Duchy of Ehrenstein he had been to Berlin. A whim, for which he was now grateful, had cozened him into carrying this uniform along with him on his adventures.
Revenge, the clamor of revenge, was all the voice he heard. The chancellor bowed, turned to leave the room, when Hildegarde flew to the duke's side and snatched at his sleeve. "Father, you are mad!" "At least I am master in Ehrenstein. Herbeck, you will have the kindness to summon General Ducwitz." "Your Highness," replied Herbeck, "I have worked long and faithfully in your service.
Carmichael was right; he was a doddering fool. What was done was done, and a thousand consciences would not right it. And what right had conscience to drag him back to Ehrenstein, where he had known the bitterest and happiest moments of his life? And yet, rail as he might at this invisible restraint called conscience, he saw God's direction in this return.
He was in fatigue-dress, and only the star of Ehrenstein glittered on his breast. He was never without this order. All at once he whirled round, and as a sailor plunges the lead into the sea, so he plumbed the very deeps of their eyes as if he would see beforehand what strange things were at work in their souls. "I do not recognize any of these persons," he said to Carmichael.
But his highness" eagerly "was he very angry?" "Angry? Not the least. He was amused. But he was nearly knocked off his horse. If you lived in America now, you might reap a goodly profit from that goose." "America? How?" "You could put him in a museum and exhibit him as an intimate friend of the grand duke of Ehrenstein." But Gretchen did not laugh.
The chancellor wrinkled his lips. It was more of a grimace than a smile. "Will you consent to this marriage?" "Would it do any good to reject it?" "On the contrary, it would do Ehrenstein great harm." "Give me a week," wearily. "A week!" There was joy on the chancellor's face now, unmasked, unconcealed.
"Count, must I tell you again not to broach that subject? There can be no alliance between Ehrenstein and Jugendheit." "Why?" asked Count von Herbeck, chancellor, coolly returning the angry flash from the ducal eyes. "There are a thousand reasons why, but it is not my purpose to name them." "Name only one, your Highness, only one." "Will that satisfy you?" "Perhaps."
Let the police find out why they are here. There will be time enough then to declare war. They have never seen her highness. Who knows?" "Ah! But they have violated the treaty." "That depends upon whether their presence here is or is not a menace to the state. If they are here on private concerns which in no wise touch Ehrenstein, it would be foolhardy to declare war.
There was a large brewery besides, which supplied all the near-by cities and towns. The German noble, be he king, duke, or baron, has always been more or less a merchant; and it did not embarrass the grand duke of Ehrenstein in the least to see his coat of arms burnt into oaken wine-casks.
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