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"Nay, nay," said Gotthold, earnestly and eagerly, "this is another chapter. I am an old celibate, an old monk. I cannot advise you in your marriage." "Nor do I require advice," said Otto, rising. "All of this must cease." And he began to walk to and fro with his hands behind his back. "Well, Otto, may God guide you!" said Gotthold, after a considerable silence. "I cannot."
The Doctor watched him as he drew near, receiving, from each of the embayed windows in succession, a flush of morning sun; and Otto looked so gay, and walked so airily, he was so well dressed and brushed and frizzled, so point-device, and of such a sovereign elegance, that the heart of his cousin the recluse was rather moved against him. "Good-morning, Gotthold," said Otto, dropping in a chair.
Yes, I gave it her as a plaything, and she has broken it: a fine Prince, an admirable Princess! Even her life I ask you, Gotthold, is her life safe?" "It is safe enough to-day," replied the librarian: "but since you ask me seriously, I would not answer for to-morrow. She is ill-advised." "And by whom? By this Gondremark, to whom you counsel me to leave my country," cried the Prince. "Rare advice!
Otto, though he was in no very smiling humour, could not forbear to smile. 'Yet I was told last night, he laughed, 'that with a man like me to impersonate, and a man like you to touch the springs, a very possible government could be composed. 'Now I wonder in what diseased imagination, Gotthold said, 'that preposterous monster saw the light of day?
But I will clear my mind upon this matter: until I know the right and wrong of the transaction, I put my hand behind my back. A man may be the pitifullest prince; he must be a spotless gentleman." The Prince had gotten to his feet, as pale as paper. "Gotthold," he said, "you drive me beyond bounds. Beware, sir, beware!" "Do you threaten me, friend Otto?" asked the Doctor grimly.
When he wished to evade the maternal eye, Gotthold used in his letters to set up a screen of Latin between himself and her; and we conjecture the worthy Pastor Primarius playing over again in his study at Camenz, with some scruples of conscience, the old trick of Chaucer's fox: "Mulier est hominis confusio; Madam, the sentence of this Latin is. Woman is mannes joy and mannes bliss."
'A dead dog in a canal is more alive. And the question, Gotthold, the question that I have to face is this: Can I not, with effort and self-denial, can I not become a tolerable sovereign? 'Never, replied Gotthold. 'Dismiss the notion. And besides, dear child, you would not try. 'Nay, Gotthold, I am not to be put by, said Otto.
She saw a smile lurking under his heavy lashes, and half ambushed in the corners of his mouth; and, vaguely conscious that she was rendering herself ridiculous, she bit her lip with ill-disguised vexation. "Salome, I am afraid that under the garb of a jest you are making me acquainted with a very mournful truth. You have probably never heard of Lessing, Gotthold Ephraim Lessing."
'They will keep each other company. And she interlined and initiated the condemnation of Doctor Gotthold. 'Your Highness has more memory than your servant, said the Baron; and then he, in his turn, carefully perused the fateful paper. 'Good! said he. 'You will appear in the drawing-room, Baron? she asked. 'I thought it better, said he, 'to avoid the possibility of a public affront.
It was not a large body. At the instance of Gondremark, it had undergone a strict purgation, and was now composed exclusively of tools. Three secretaries sat at a side-table. Seraphina took the head; on her right was the Baron, on her left Greisengesang; below these Grafinski the treasurer, Count Eisenthal, a couple of non- combatants, and, to the surprise of all, Gotthold.
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