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I was a sham, and now you know me: that is all." "And yet it has not changed my love," returned Otto softly. "Our misdeeds do not change us. Gotthold, fill your glass.
Ay, as my poor fellow-sot there said, and as I vaingloriously denied, we are all miserable sinners, put here for a moment, knowing the good, choosing the evil, standing naked and ashamed in the eye of God. 'Is it so? said Otto. 'Why, then, what are we? Are the very best 'There is no best in man, said Gotthold. 'I am not better, it is likely I am not worse, than you or that poor sleeper.
I have here the pick of the whole court, barring lovely woman; I have a great author in the person of the Doctor " "Gotthold!" cried Otto. "It appears," said the Doctor bitterly, "that we must go together. Your Highness had not calculated upon that." "What do you infer?" cried Otto; "that I had you arrested?" "The inference is simple," said the Doctor.
'The commonplace injustice of a by-word, Otto cried. 'The partiality of sex. She is a demirep; what then is Gondremark? Were she a man 'It would be all one, retorted Gotthold roughly. 'When I see a man, come to years of wisdom, who speaks in double-meanings and is the braggart of his vices, I spit on the other side. "You, my friend," say I, "are not even a gentleman."
The Chancellor stammered. "Your Highness will perhaps find the reason in these documents," said Gotthold, pointing with the tail of his pen. Otto thanked his cousin with a look. "Give them to me," he said, addressing the Chancellor. But that gentleman visibly hesitated to obey. "Baron von Gondremark," he said, "has made the affair his own.
"Otto," said Gotthold, "I ask you to pardon my suspicions." "Gotthold," said the Prince, "I am not certain I can grant you that." "Your Highness is, I am sure, far too magnanimous to hesitate," said the Colonel. "But allow me: we speak at home in my religion of the means of grace: and I now propose to offer them."
AT a quarter before six on the following morning Doctor Gotthold was already at his desk in the library; and with a small cup of black coffee at his elbow, and an eye occasionally wandering to the busts and the long array of many-coloured books, was quietly reviewing the labours of the day before.
Herr Grafinski became deadly pale; the Chancellor, expecting his own turn, was probably engaged in prayer; Gondremark was watching like a ponderous cat. Gotthold, on his part, looked on with wonder at his cousin; he was certainly showing spirit, but what, in such a time of gravity, was all this talk of money? and why should he waste his strength upon a personal issue?
If the council was thus called before the hour, and that privately, it was plain they feared his interference. Feared: here was a sweet thought. Gotthold, too Gotthold, who had always used and regarded him as a mere peasant lad, had now been at the pains to warn him; Gotthold looked for something at his hands.
The scene had almost assumed the proportions of an ovation; and when the Prince escaped he had but one thought: to go wherever he was most sure of praise. His conduct at the board of council occurred to him as a fair chapter; and this evoked the memory of Gotthold. To Gotthold he would go. Gotthold was in the library as usual, and laid down his pen, a little angrily, on Otto's entrance.
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