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Georg, leaning far back in his chair, stretched his feet out before him and stared silently into vacancy. Herr Aquanus, the host, walked from one table to another, and when he at last reached the one where the officers sat, paused opposite to the Thuringian, saying: "Where are your thoughts, Junker? One would scarcely know you during the last few days. What has come over you?"
The Bohemian understood her; he picked up the glove and muttered to the Junker with a shrug: "Mistress Ursula commands me!"
Adrian gazed beseechingly first at his mother and then at his father, and as neither forbade him to stay, moved his chair close to his sister, and both leaned their heads together and listened with wide open eyes, while the Junker first quietly, then with increasing vivacity, related the following story: "You know that I am a native of Thuringia, a mountainous country in the heart of Germany.
With a hasty movement she raised her head, looked steadily into the young man's handsome face and said with dignity: "You see only the exterior, Junker von Dornburg; three years have made many changes within." "Junker von Dornburg," he repeated, shaking his waving locks. "I was Junker Georg in Delft. Very different things have happened to us, dear lady, very different things.
Just as their ancestors in the old days had lived only by fighting and plundering, so these people still had the idea that anything that they could take by force was theirs. Bismarck was a Junker of Junkers. He had nothing but contempt for the common people and their law-making bodies.
"The who?" said Amanda. "The Miss Twinklers," said Anna-Rose, putting on still more dignity, for there was that in Amanda's manner which roused the Junker in her. "Can't disturb him at supper," said Amanda briefly. "I assure you," said Anna-Felicitas, with the earnestness of conviction, "that he'll like it. I think I can undertake to promise he'll show no resentment whatever."
Wilhelm's cheeks flushed, and his eyes sparkled with a lustre so bright and angry, that Junker von Warmond looked at his phlegmatic friend in astonishment, while the captain called: "Then station yourself in the first company beside my ensign. You don't look as if you felt like jesting, and the work will be in earnest now, bloody earnest."
I shall have them relieved from time to time, and at intervals look after them myself. This is good liquor, Junker. All honor to the man who melts his gold into such a fluid. The first glass must be a toast to the Prince." The three men touched their glasses, and soon after drank to the liberty of Holland and the prosperity of the good city of Leyden.
"With pleasure," replied the Junker, and Peter, offering him his hand, said: "The duties of my office call me away, but you can tell the ladies what you need, and when you mean to move in. The sooner, the better we shall be pleased. Shall we not, Maria?" "You will be welcome, Junker Georg. Now I must look after the invalid we are nursing here. Barbara will ascertain your wishes."
Peter sat down for a short time and drank a glass of wine, but soon beckoned to the Junker and went out with him into the street. There he briefly requested him to go to his house, for they had an important communication to make, and then went to Van Hout's residence, which was close beside the inn. Georg walked thoughtfully towards the burgomaster's.
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