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"Dare I keep this rose?" said Frederick von Trenck, a third time. Amelia turned her head aside and whispered, "Keep it." Trenck would have answered, but in that moment a hand was laid upon his arm, and Pollnitz stood near him. "Prudence," whispered he, anxiously. "Do you not see that you are observed? You will make of your insane and treasonable passion a fairy tale for the whole court."
"Stop! stop!" cried Frederick von Trenck, and he tried to tear the letter from him. Pollnitz kept him off with one arm and waved the burning paper over his head. "My God! what have you done?" cried the young man. "I have made a sacrifice to the god of silence," said he solemnly; "I have burnt this paper lest it might be used to light the scaffold upon which you may one day burn as a high traitor.
"It will be repeated here in a moment," said a voice from the crowd, which increased every moment, and in whose fierce waves Pollnitz and Trenck were forcibly swallowed up.
"He comes through Coslin," said she, joyfully; "that gives a chance of safety in Coslin! The Duke of Wurtemberg, the friend of my youthful days, is in Coslin; he will assist me. Pollnitz, quick, quick, find me a courier who will carry a letter to the duke for me without delay." "That will be difficult, if not impossible," said Pollnitz, thoughtfully.
The prince still declared that he would not marry, and the king insisted that he must submit to his will and commands. Thus the eight days had passed, and Pollnitz came to-day with the joyful news that his arrest was at an end, and he was now free.
This day I am going to die; thou wilt be with me this day!" The good Wife rises: I know not that it was the first time she had been so called; but it did prove the last. Friedrich Wilhelm has decided, as the first thing he will do, to abdicate; and all the Official persons and companions of the sick-room, Pollnitz among them, not long after sunrise, are called to see it done.
At Pillau, or next day at Dantzig, Pollnitz observed a change in his Majesty's humor, which had been quite sunshiny all this journey hitherto. At Dantzig Pollnitz first noticed it; but at every new stage it grew worse, evil accidents occurring to worsen it; and at Berlin it was worst of all; and, alas, his poor Majesty never recovered his sunshine in this world again!
"Your highness desires me to tell you the truth?" "Yes, I do." "Now the important moment has come," thought Pollnitz. "Now, if I am adroit, I believe I can obtain the payment of my debts." "Well, then, your highness," said Pollnitz, in answer to the prince, "I will tell you the truth, even should I incur your displeasure.
"Do not say another word, and do not dare to repeat to any one what you have now related. Go, I say! and forget this nonsense." Pollnitz crept sighing and with bowed head to the door, but, before he opened it, he turned once more to the king. "Sire, this is the last day of the month, this wretched October has thirty-one days.
"Now truly," said the king, laughing, "the circumstances must indeed be dangerous which deprive Baron Pollnitz of the power of speech." "Words, your majesty, are important things. Once a few words saved me from death; it may be that a few words, spoken this day to your majesty, may bring me into disfavor, and that would be worse than death." "What were the words which saved you from death?"
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