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Updated: May 14, 2025
He was not imaginative, our Herr Haase; facts were his livelihood and the nurture of his mind. But in the starved wastes of his fancy something had struck a root, and as he rode Thun-wards in the front seat of the car, with the suit-case in his lap and the setting sun in his eyes, he brooded upon it.
"Ach, der gute Haase," he exclaimed. Herr Haase brought his patent leather heels together with a click and bowed like a T-square. "Excellenz!" he said, in a strange, loud voice, rather like a man in a trance. "Your Excellency's papers, received by the train arriving from Bern at eleven-thirty-five."
Is th' haase o' fire, or has th' missus taan her bed? But Matt was beyond earshot before the old man finished his rude rebuke. Throughout the whole of his journey Matt's mind was a prey to wild and foreboding passion passion largely the product of a rude and superstitious mind. Questions painful, if not foolish, haunted and tormented him. Would Miriam die?
"This is Julius Zimmermann, the young man I have spoken of," said the Jew; then turning to me: "Herr Haase is willing to take you on as waiter here on my recommendation, Julius, See that you do not make me repent of my kindness!" Here the man in shirt-sleeves, a great, fat fellow with a bullet head and a huge double chin, chuckled loudly. "Kolossal!" he cried. "Herr Kore loves his joke!
Still, however, the construction of maps derived little advantage from the application of strict science to geography, till Delisle, in France, and Haase, in Germany, directed their attention and talents to this particular subject: their efforts were indeed great, but in some measure unavailing, in consequence of the want of sufficient materials.
Even Herr Haase perceived it, for he stared a moment open-mouthed before he recovered himself. Von Wetten, smoking, in an easy chair, was in evening dress. Herr Haase, with customary clockwork-like military motions, produced his envelope and held it forth. "The code-telegram of which I telephoned your Excellency and a transcription of it," he announced.
Herr Haase, for the purpose of his mission, had attired himself sympathetically rather than conveniently; he was going to visit a colonel and, in addition to other splendors, he had even risked again the patent leather boots. He was nearly an hour behind time when he reached at length the two wagons-lits carriages standing by themselves in a wilderness of tracks.
The Baron looked round at him absently. "Too bad!" he agreed. "Too bad!" He moved Herr Haase out of his way with a touch of his hand and walked to the parapet. He stood there, seeming for some moments to be absorbed in watching the dead fish as they rocked in the diminishing eddies. Herr Bettermann picked up the black cloth and draped it again over his apparatus. There was a space of silence.
I took a grip on my nerves and very deliberately lit a cigarette and smoked it, as if I had come up from below to get a breath of fresh air. I waited a little while and then went down. I was scarcely back in the cellar when Haase appeared from the inner room, followed by the woman. He carried himself erect, and his eyes were shining. I didn't like the man, but I must say he looked game.
"Last night I was dining, sir, with the Baroness von Haase at the Café de Berlin." "Alone?" "Alone," Norgate admitted. "It was not for me to invite a chaperon if the lady did not choose to bring one, was it, sir? As we were finishing dinner, the Prince came in. He made a scene at our table and ordered me to leave." "And you?" the Ambassador asked.
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