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"No; one does not have to go out in order not to sleep." "I'd like to know what's going on in that bullet-head of yours." "Nothing is going on; everything has stopped." "Can't you make a confidant of me, Hans?" "Not yet, Captain." "When you are ready it may be too late. I leave Dreiberg for good in a few weeks." "No!" For the first time Grumbach showed interest. "I have resigned the consulship."
I must be going," she added to Fräu Bauer. "May I walk along with you?" asked Hans. "If you wish," diffidently. So Grumbach walked with her to the Krumerweg, and he asked her many questions, and some of her answers surprised him. "Never knew father or mother?" "No, Herr. I am only a foundling who fell into kind hands. This is where I live." "And if I should ask to come in?"
"Your highness will remember," he warned. "Ha! So you have trapped me blindly? I begin to understand. Who is this fellow Grumbach? Did I offer immunity to him?" "I am Hans Breunner, Highness, and I ask for nothing." "Breunner? Breunner? Hans Breunner, brother of Hermann, and you put yourself into my hands?" The tone developed into a suppressed roar.
I'll put you in snugly. You will probably have to wait for his excellency. But you'll have me for company till he appears." Grumbach entered the palace with a brave heart and a steady mind. The grand duke had a warm place in his heart for the diplomatic corps. He liked to see them gathered round his table, their uniforms glittering with orders and decorations.
There was that petulance of lip and forehead which marked the dissatisfaction of the coquette married. "Tekla!" Grumbach murmured. He was not conscious that he had paused, but the woman was. She eyed him with the mild indifference of the bovine. Then she dropped her glance and the shining needles clicked afresh. Grumbach forced his step onward. And for this! He laughed discordantly.
A noble lady, Argula von Staufen, wife of the Ritter von Grumbach, formerly in the Bavarian army, who had written publicly for the cause of the gospel, and thereby incurred, with her husband, the displeasure of the Duke of Bavaria, and who was now in active correspondence with the Wittenbergers and Spalatin, expressed to the latter her surprise that Luther did not marry.
It required some time and patience to discover the object of this singular attention on the part of Grumbach. Carmichael was finally convinced that this object was no less a person than her serene highness! Later her highness stood before one of the long windows in the conservatory, listlessly watching the people in the square. And these poor fools envied her!
Carmichael put in a counter-query: "What was your brother doing here?" "I have told him who I am." "Was it wise?" "Hermann sleeps soundly; he will talk neither in his sleep nor in his waking hours. He has forgiven me." "For what?" thoughtlessly. "The time for explanations has not yet come, Captain." "Pardon me, Grumbach; I was not thinking.
In the next compartment sat Grumbach. He was smoking his faithful pipe. He was, withal, content. This was far more satisfactory than standing up before the firing-line. And, besides, he had made history in Ehrenstein that night; they would not forget the name of Breunner right away. To America, with a clean slate and a reposeful conscience; it was more than he had any reasonable right to expect.
His excellency is always interested in German-Americans. It may be that he wishes to ask what the future is there in America. We have more in Dreiberg than we can reasonably take care of." "In the prisons?" The officer laughed. "There and elsewhere." "Is that right?" asked Grumbach, now thoroughly on guard.
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