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It seemed as if I were lying in an endless field of poppies, with the notes of music echoing around me. Never did I have a more blissful vision. The awakening was all the more terrible. Only a few hours could have passed since I went to rest. Dawn was just appearing, and I rang for the old maid-servant who waited on me. An hour later Geheimrath Baum stood beside my bed.
It would have been a pleasure to me to do this." At these words he half lifted his skull-cap. At ten o'clock I went to court to call on Countess Salern. I dined afterwards with the Brancas. Herr Geheimrath von Branca, having been invited by the French Ambassador, was not at home. He is called "your Excellency."
At half-past eight she had told Annalise to bring her the sugar, for she had read somewhere that if you eat enough sugar it takes away the desire even of the hungriest for other food, but Annalise, who had eaten the sugar as well, said that the Herr Geheimrath must have eaten it.
"The Herr Geheimrath wishes to speak to your Grand Ducal Highness," she called through the door; and after a pause opened it and peeped in. "Her Grand Ducal Highness sleeps," she informed Fritzing down the stairs, her nose at the angle in the air it always took when she spoke to him. "Then wake her! Wake her!" cried Fritzing.
The explanation of these anomalies is to be found in the fact that the Russian tchins, like the German honorary titles Hofrath, Staatsrath, Geheimrath of which they are a literal translation, indicate not actual office, but simply official rank.
At the end of that time the Herr Geheimrath will have plenty more money and will, if he still desires my services and my silence, give me the three hundred still due to me on the thousand I demand. If the Herr Geheimrath prefers not to, then I depart to my native country. While the fortnight lasts I will suffer all there is to suffer in silence. Is the Herr Geheimrath agreed?"
"Tell the cook I will have some luncheon after all," she said. "The cook is gone," said Annalise, whose eyes were more aggressively swollen than they had yet been. "Gone where?" "Gone away. Gone for ever." "But why?" asked Priscilla, really dismayed. "The Herr Geheimrath insulted her. I heard him doing it. No woman of decency can permit such a tone. She at once left.
It seemed as if I were lying in an endless field of poppies, with the notes of music echoing around me. Never did I have a more blissful vision. The awakening was all the more terrible. Only a few hours could have passed since I went to rest. Dawn was just appearing, and I rang for the old maid-servant who waited on me. An hour later Geheimrath Baum stood beside my bed.
And now he has gone; silent, choked by the Rote Adler Orden Erste Klasse. It is an order with three classes. We wondered bitterly whether he couldn't have been had cheaper, whether second, or even third class, wouldn't have done it. He is now a Wirkliche Geheimrath mit dem Pradikat Excellenz. God rest his soul. Chris. Berlin, Monday, August 3rd, 1914. Darling own mother,
When autumn came I was so much worse that Geheimrath von Ammon, a learned and experienced physician, recalled his advice that my mother and I should spend the winter in the south. The journey would have been fatal.
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