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Updated: June 10, 2025
"My uncle was terribly afflicted," said the lady. "Your uncle?" Hedwig's incredulous tone implied that she had not believed in the authenticity of the telegram. "Yes; my granduncle. He was within an ace of dying, and the shock made me so bad, after nursing him toward recovery, it was I who stood in peril of death. My friends sent for a priest and I confessed."
She was, perhaps, happier than she had been for years, visited her father, absently and with pins stuck in her bosom, and looked dowdier and busier than the lowliest of the seamstresses who, by her thrifty order, were making countless undergarments in a room on an upper floor. Hedwig's notification that she would visit her, therefore, found the Countess at leisure and alone.
Having sung successfully through his opera that night, he had supper with us, as usual, and then went out. Of course he told me afterwards what he did. He went to his old post under the windows of the Palazzo Carmandola, and as soon as all was dark he began to throw small shot up at Hedwig's window.
Karl, who hated a scene, found himself the victim of one, and was none the happier that she who had so long held him off was now herself at arm's length, and struggling. Bitterly, and with reckless passion, she flung at him Hedwig's infatuation for young Larisch, and prophesied his dishonor as a result of it.
The same day the Chancellor visited Prince Ferdinand William Otto, and found him returned from his drive and busy over Hedwig's photograph frame. "It is almost done," he said. "I slipped over in one or two places, but it is not very noticeable, is it?" The Chancellor observed it judicially, and decided that the slipping over was not noticeable at all.
Then into the King's eyes came a flash of admiration, and just a gleam of amusement. "So I perceive," he said. "Come here, Hedwig." The gentleman-in-waiting bowed himself out. His hands, in their tidy white gloves, would have liked to box Hedwig's ears. He was very upset. If this sort of thing went on, why not a republic at once and be done with it?
There was something on his mind which the Chancellor's reference to Hedwig's picture had recalled. Something he wished to say to Nikky, without looking at him. So he clearer throat, and looked out the window, and said, very casually: "Hilda says that Hedwig is going to get married." "So I hear, Highness." "She doesn't seem to be very happy about it. She's crying, most of the time."
Waiting and watching had made inroads on him, too, but he assumed a sort of heavy jocularity for the boy's benefit. "No lessons, eh?" he said. "Then there have been no paper balls for the tutors' eyes, eh?" "I never did that but once, sir," said Prince Ferdinand William Otto gravely. "So! Once only!" "And I did that because he was always looking at Hedwig's picture."
I think that Hedwig's face was before me, as it had been in reality on the previous evening. "As Curione said to Caesar, delay is injurious to anyone who is fully prepared for action.
But she refused to broach the matter to Hedwig. She stated, and perhaps not without reason, that such a move was to damn the whole thing at once. She did not use exactly these words, but their royal equivalent. And it ended with the Chancellor, looking most ferocious but inwardly uneasy, undertaking to put, as one may say, a flea into the Princess Hedwig's small ear.
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