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He said he was leaving his lieutenant at Koseritz for a few days, but that he himself had to get back into harness at once, "While the young one plays around," he said, slapping Herr von Inster on the back this time instead of the Oberforster, "among the varied and delightful flora of our old German forests.
How right you were about a lover being the best of all things in the world! I don't know how anybody gets on without one. I can't think how I did. It amazes me to remember that I used to think I was happy. Bless me, little mother bless us. Send a telegram. I can't wait. Your Chris. Koseritz, Thursday, July 23. My own mother,
He said that as long as his chief left him peacefully at Koseritz and didn't send for him to Berlin I might be sure it was going to be just a local quarrel, for his being sent for would mean that all officers on leave were being sent for, and that the Government was at least uneasy. Then at four o'clock came the telegram. The Government is, accordingly, at least uneasy.
"No," I snapped. "I don't." And I drummed with my fingers on the windowpane and felt as rebellious as six years old. But of course I'm going to be good. I won't do anything that may delay my getting home to you. The Bornsteds say Koseritz is a very beautiful place, on the very edge of the Haff. They talk with deep respectfulness of the Herr Graf, and the Frau Grafin, and the junge Komtesse.
The sort of creature people say generously about afterwards, "Oh, but she's so goodnatured." Grafin Koseritz was terribly kind to me, and that made me shyer than ever, for I knew she was trying to put me at my ease, and you can imagine how shy that made me. I blushed and dropped things, and the more I blushed and dropped things the kinder she was.
It was immensely kind of him to ask me to supper, for there was somebody there, a Grafin Koseritz, whose husband is in the ministry, and who is herself very influential and violently interested in music. She pulls most of the strings at Bayreuth, Kloster says, more of them even than Frau Cosima now that she is old, and gets one into anything she likes if she thinks one is worth while.
And I said "Yes." And I don't remember what happened next, and perhaps it was all a dream. I'm so tired, so tired and heavy with happiness that I could drop in a heap on the floor and go to sleep like that. Beloved mother bless your Chris. Koseritz, Monday, July 20. My own darling mother, I'm too happy, too happy to write, or think, or remember, or do anything except be happy.
Here this nosegay," he said, sweeping his arm in our direction, "and there at Koseritz " sweeping his arm in the other direction, "a nosegay no less charming but more hot-house, the schone Helena and her young lady friends." I asked Herr von Inster after breakfast, when we were alone for a moment in the garden, what his Colonel was like after dinner, if even breakfast made him so jovial.
You'd like what he looks like, and like what he is. He had been in the forest since four this morning, shooting with his colonel, who came down with him to Koseritz last night. The colonel and Graf Koseritz, who came down from Berlin with them, were both breakfasting, attended by the Bornsteds, and it shows how soundly I sleep here that I hadn't heard anything.
If it hadn't been a Koseritz taking me away she would have been dreadfully offended at my wanting to go when only half my fortnight was over, but it was like a royal command to her, and she looked at me with greatly increased interest as the object of these high attentions.
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