United States or Argentina ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
He thought she must feel it, and his looks and thoughts must bring her to the window. He stopped and looked up but Ludovicka did not appear at the window; only an orange-colored ribbon was fluttering there in the sunshine and the wind, and Frederick William smiled joyfully, for he took it as a token of good fortune.
To her, to the Princess, and to apologize to her with his looks for the injury which my words have done her. He is just an enthusiastic youth, and it is his first love! Believe me, he is hurrying to her!" Yes, Leuchtmar was quite right. He was away to her to Ludovicka. To her he was irresistibly drawn by vehement desire.
"No, you mischievous, you cruel one," cried he impatiently. "You just will not understand and read what is plainly and intelligibly written in my eyes. My heart speaks neither Latin nor Greek, but German, and the eyes are the lips with which the heart speaks." "Well then, tell me, Cousin Frederick William, what is in your eyes?" "I will tell you, Cousin Ludovicka Hollandine. They say: I love you!
Ludovicka had already stretched out her hand to open the door; but she turned round once more, and in tones of mingled love and grief cried, "Frederick, will you let me go?" He did not answer, his head sank lower, and a painful groan forced itself from his breast.
No, Ludovicka was not there, and the chambermaid who officiously hurried from the adjoining room informed the Prince that her most gracious young lady had already been gone an hour on a visit to The Hague, whence she would not return till the next morning.
My magician Ducato always tells me the truth; why should we dispute it? But it was not that which your highness wished to learn of me. You would ask me, how I know that the Electoral Prince of Brandenburg loves the beautiful Princess Ludovicka Hollandine, and was to have his first rendezvous with her to-day.
"Truly, fair sir," cried Ludovicka, as arm in arm she and her beloved moved toward the divan "truly, to hear you talk, one would suppose that love was a misfortune and a pain." "It is so indeed," said he, almost savagely "yes, love is a misfortune and a pain; for with love comes doubt, jealousy, and jealousy is the most dreadful pain.
"Your Electoral Highnesses desire me to tell you the truth with regard to all the reports circulated as to a marriage between the Princess Ludovicka Hollandine and myself," he said. "I will, therefore, as becomes an obedient and submissive son, acquaint you with the truth.
"You belong to this glorious company of great minds, naming hearts, and noble souls? Oh, my Ludovicka, I recognize your love in this, and I thank you, and am proud of it that my betrothed belongs to the genial, the intellectual, and the elect.
"Stand up, Count d'Entragues," she said "stand up and account to me for this daring crime." "Your highness is right," returned he, "it is a daring crime, and only the extremest necessity could have driven me to this. I shall immediately therefore have the honor of explaining all this to the lovely, bewitching Princess Ludovicka Hollandine."
Word Of The Day