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"I want you to see the truth as I see it. I want you to tell me that you agree with me." She shook her head. "But I do not!" she exclaimed. "To me you have spoken like a sophist. One does not gain happiness by seeking it. You may be honest in some part of what you say I cannot tell. Only I think that you have mistaken Sir Julien's ideas and mine." "You disappoint me!" Falkenberg murmured.
After about an hour in comes Lars Falkenberg to the servants' quarters with a half-bottle of spirit in his pocket for his trouble. Seeing no one but me, a stranger, in the room, he goes in to Nils in the bedroom next door, and they take a dram together; after a little they call to me to come in.
"Sir Julien," he said, "and you, my dear young lady, your entire future depends upon this little conversation. Can you not put it out of your minds for a few moments that I am the dangerous Falkenberg, the mischief-maker, the ogre of all respectable Britons? Can you not remember only that I am a well-meaning, not unkindly old gentleman who has some good advice to offer?
He slipped in the clutch and the car glided off, gathering speed as though by magic. "You have left Henri!" Estermen cried. "He is running after us. Stop the car! Can't you stop it?" Falkenberg turned his head only once. The stone walls now on either side seemed flying past them. Estermen looked into his face and quaked with fear. "This ride is for you and me alone, my friend!" Falkenberg replied.
There are fairer flowers in life to be plucked than any which can be reached from the high places in Downing Street or Berlin.... Let me, at least, Lady Anne, make sure of your support? Mind, I am not threatening now I plead." Lady Anne looked at him gravely. "Sir Julien," she declared, "will answer you for himself." "But I want your own decision," Falkenberg insisted.
Then suddenly I remembered the ax; Falkenberg might not find it where I'd put it. I went back, knocked at the kitchen door, and left a message for him where it was. Going down the road, I turned once or twice and looked back towards the windows of the house. Then all was out of sight.
She had been going about with Markus Shoemaker, 'twas true, but Falkenberg for his part could not deny having given Helene presents a silk handkerchief and a work box set with shells. Falkenberg was troubled, and said: "Everything is wrong, somehow. Nothing but bother and worry and foolery." "Why, as to that..." "That's what I call it, anyway, if you want to know.
Did he still sing for Fruen? Lord, no; that was all over. Falkenberg wished he hadn't taken service here at all; 'twas nothing but trouble and misery about the place. Trouble and misery? Weren't they friends, then, the Captain and his Lady? Oh yes, they were friends. In the same old way. Last Saturday she had been crying all day.
"In His Excellency's private apartment. There waits also " Falkenberg had already departed. He opened the door of his room. His secretary rose hastily to his feet. "What do you here, Neudheim?" Falkenberg demanded. "What has happened?" "Excellency," the young man replied, "there is trouble. Within half an hour of your leaving, I had important news. I dared not telegraph. I have followed you.
We walked up the hill, Falkenberg putting on mighty airs, pointing this way and that with the pipe and criticizing the place. It annoyed me somewhat to see him stalking along in that vainglorious fashion while I carried the load. I said: "Going to be a piano-tuner this time?" "I think I've shown I can tune a piano," he said shortly. "I am good for that at any rate."
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