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This course the honourable society consented at last to adopt; but the knight had disgraced their arms, and they ought in return to disgrace his. They could get the court painter from Stettin at the public expense, and let him paint Otto Bork's arms on the back of the young man's hose.
Thou couldst only have received the letter to-day which carried the intelligence of thy grandfather's death to thee!" "I wished to surprise you," said Otto. "A melancholy surprise awaited me!" "Sit down, my child!" said the preacher, and drew him toward the covered table.
Neither could have told the other what it was. When their eyes met again, it was in their faces. "I have planned to have supper in my cabin to-night," said Aldous, breaking the tension of that first moment. "Won't you be my guest, Ladygray?" "Mrs. Otto " she began. "I will go to her at once and explain that you are going to eat partridges with me," he interrupted.
He besought Otto to meet him this evening in the wood near Peter Cripple's house, and he would give to him an explanation which should be worth the trouble of the walk. It would occasion, he said, much trouble and much misery to Mr Thostrup if he did not go. A strange anxiety penetrated Otto. How could he steal away without being missed? and yet go he both must and should.
Presently a wicket was opened in the gate, and a man's head appeared in the dim starlight. "Nothing to-night," said a voice. "Bring a lantern," said the Prince. "Dear heart a' mercy!" cried the groom. "Who's that?" "It is I, the Prince," replied Otto. "Bring a lantern, take in the mare, and let me through into the garden."
Pupil of Robert Dunning, School of Boston Art Museum under Otto Grundmann and F. Crowninshield, and of Frank Duveneck. This artist paints figure subjects. Her "Saint Catherine" is in the Boston Museum of Fine Arts; "Spring Opening the Gate to Love" was in the collection of the late Mrs. S. D. Warren; "The Annunciation" is in the collection of Mrs. D. P. Kimball, Boston.
Come, Otto, you and I will go down to the camp. Now, Dr Marsh, you must remain here. I can see, without being told, that you are quite unfit to help us. I know that it is hard to be condemned to inaction when all around are busy, but reflect how many patients you have solemnly warned that their recovery would depend on implicit obedience to the doctor's orders!
In reply Otto had said, in a rather sneering tone the corporal thought: "Say, then, Jacob, why don't you yourself write a piece to the paper telling about this regiment of yours the way it was?" "I will. Tomorrow I will do so without fail," he had said, the ambition of authorship suddenly stirring within him.
He knew the famous pilgrimages in order, and could say them rapidly, beginning, the year of Our Lord 915 the Emperor Otto and Adelheid, his spouse; the year of Our Lord 1100, Ulrich, Count of Ruburg; and so on. "When people are ill," he said sagely, "they go to Etzel to be cured." "Precisely. But when they cannot go, they send some one else, to pray for them.
After two or three years, during which the young man was acquiring habits of idleness and indulgence, supposing his future secure, the Baron died, perhaps too suddenly to make full provision for him, perhaps after having kept up the appearance of wealth on a life-annuity, but, in any case, leaving very little, if any, property to Otto.
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