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"Well," he said, "here you are." "Well," returned Otto, "we made a revolution, I believe." "It is what I fear," returned the Doctor. "How?" said Otto. "Fear? Fear is the burnt child. I have learned my strength and the weakness of the others; and I now mean to govern." Gotthold said nothing, but he looked down and smoothed his chin. "You disapprove?" cried Otto. "You are a weather-cock."

The east and west are not more opposite. Can I have converted him? But no; the incident belongs to Fairyland." "You are not then," asked the Prince, "an authoritarian?" "I? God bless me, no!" said Gotthold. "I am a red, dear child." "That brings me then to my next point, and by a natural transition.

"It consists neither with your dignity nor mine that you should babble excuses and stumble possibly upon untruths. Collect your thoughts; and then categorically inform me of all you have been charged to hide." Gotthold, stooping very low over his desk, appeared to have resumed his labours; but his shoulders heaved with subterranean merriment.

'Herr Doctor, if you will kindly give me them, I will intrude no longer. Gotthold unlocked a drawer and handed a bundle of manuscript to the old gentleman, who prepared, with fitting salutations, to take his departure. 'Herr Greisengesang, since we have met, said Otto, 'let us talk. 'I am honoured by his Highness's commands, replied the Chancellor.

I do not dream that there was any harm; but I do say it was an idle disrespect to your wife. Why, man, the woman is not decent. 'Gotthold, said Otto, 'I will hear no evil of the Countess. 'You will certainly hear no good of her, returned Gotthold; 'and if you wish your wife to be the pink of nicety, you should clear your court of demi-reputations.

'On the contrary, replied the Doctor. 'My observation has confirmed my fears. It will not do, Otto, not do. 'What will not do? demanded the Prince, with a sickening stab of pain. 'None of it, answered Gotthold. 'You are unfitted for a life of action; you lack the stamina, the habit, the restraint, the patience.

If ever a man stood firmly on his own feet, and asked help of none, that man was Gotthold Ephraim Lessing. Herr Stahr's desire to make a hero of his subject, and his love for sonorous sentences like those we have quoted above, are apt to stand somewhat in the way of our chance at taking a fair measure of the man, and seeing in what his heroism really lay.

I would do nothing that cannot be done smiling. I have a sense of humour, forsooth! I must know better than my Maker. And it was the same thing in my marriage," he added more hoarsely. "I did not believe this girl could care for me; I must not intrude; I must preserve the foppery of my indifference. What an impotent picture!" "Ay, we have the same blood," moralised Gotthold.

But fancy any one still reading my Philosophical Conversations my 'prentice work. I had no idea of printing it. I lent the manuscript to Lessing, observing jestingly that I, too, could write like Shaftesbury, the Englishman. And lo! the next time I met him he handed me the proofs. Dear Gotthold." "Is it true that the King ?" "Sent for me to Potsdam to scold me? You are thinking of another matter.

I do not dream that there was any harm; but I do say it was an idle disrespect to your wife. Why, man, the woman is not decent." "Gotthold," said Otto, "I will hear no evil of the Countess." "You will certainly hear no good of her," returned Gotthold; "and if you wish your wife to be the pink of nicety, you should clear your court of demi-reputations."

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