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To them succeeded, somehow or another, a race of Von Rokortzowas, who again in 1710, made way for the house of Kinsky, and in their possession it has ever since remained, neglected, indeed, till of late, but holding time and decay alike at defiance. Old chroniclers tell of many a lordly festival having been celebrated within its walls.

The president, the Margrave of Baden, stood in the embrasure of a window, engaged in a whispered conversation with the vice-president, General Count von Starhemberg, whose eyes were continually wandering to the spot where the Duke of Lorraine was profoundly engaged in the contemplation of a full- length portrait of Charles V. Beyond, in the recess of another window, stood the Counts von Kinsky and Portia, conversing in low but earnest tones; both from time to time glancing at the Duke of Lorraine with an expression of aversion which neither attempted to disguise from the other.

"Are you afraid?" said he, striding toward her, and contemplating her with a face indicative of smothered passion. Therese raised her eyes, and looked fearlessly into his eyes "No, Count Kinsky, I am not afraid, nor would I fear, if you had come to kill me." The count laughed aloud.

She shuddered as she heard Count Kinsky's step, and wished from her soul that death would release her from the hateful tie which bound them together. The door opened, and he appeared. She uttered a faint cry, and pressed her hands to her throbbing heart. Count Kinsky answered the cry with a laugh of scorn.

Now, on a sudden, the great, irregular square opened before him, flanked on the one side by the fantastic spires of the Teyn Church, and the blackened front of the huge Kinsky Palace, on the other by the half-modern Town Hall with its ancient tower, its beautiful porch, and the graceful oriel which forms the apse of the chapel in the second story.

This act is said to have been caused by his mortification at a trick which was played upon him for his humiliation by Pisendel, an eminent violinist, but this story is discredited by some of the best authorities. He left Dresden and went to Prague, where he entered the service of Count Kinsky.

This accomplished, we proceed to Belgrade, and, with the conquest of this Turkish stronghold, we end not only the campaign, but the war." As Von Starhemberg concluded this harangue, the emperor addressed himself to Prince Louis of Baden. "Your majesty," replied he, "I have no opinion to offer, for my views coincide altogether with those of Count von Starhemberg." "And you, Count von Kinsky?"

Kinsky!" the count turned in the doorway to address him by the title of his regiment; "here; show me the house inhabited by the Countess d'Isorella during the revolt." Wilfrid followed them to the end of the street, pointing his finger to the house, and saluted. "An Englishman did me the favour from pure eccentricity, of course to save my life on that exact spot, General," said the count.

Of the others eating figures, Stahrembergs, Sternbergs, Kinsky Ambassador to England, Kinsky Ambassador to France, high Austrian dignitaries, we shall say nothing; who would listen to us?

With regard to him, therefore, their plan must be again changed; but they resolved to execute their design against the others. The three Colonels, Illo, Terzky, and William Kinsky, came in with careless confidence, and with them Captain Neumann, an officer of ability, whose advice Terzky sought in every intricate affair.