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"I understood you were not coming to Rodeck at all this summer. I saw Stadinger day before yesterday and he certainly didn't expect you then." "Stadinger made a great hue and cry because I came upon him so unexpectedly," answered the prince. "To hear him you'd think it was his own castle and I was intruding. And then I walked from the station, and he considered that a most undignified proceeding.
You hardly speak. Are you ill?" "I'm tired. I wish I could escape from all the noise, and go to Rodeck." "To Rodeck? That would be a fine place in the November mists and the damp, leafless forests. Ugh, it gives me the horrors." "All the same, I have a great longing for the dreary loneliness, and I'm going there, too, after a few days; that is, if you have no objection."
Now that we are under the same roof, within the same four walls, I will venture. He is my own father and I am his son!" From the castle clock of Rodeck sounded forth ten slow, heavy strokes. Without in the forest all was still, and within was the silence of death. The old steward and the servants had all gone to bed, as had also Frau von Eschenhagen.
Rojanow looked after him until the vehicle had disappeared behind the trees, then he turned and struck into a path which led into the forest. He carried a gun over his shoulder, but his thoughts were not bent on sport. He went on heedlessly, with no idea of direction, and with no thought of the distance which he was putting between himself and Rodeck, which was each moment becoming greater.
Adelheid plucked the petals of her flower as they walked on slowly, then said in a low tone, as she looked with intense interest into the prince's face: "And when did Herr Rojanow leave Germany?" "In the beginning of December. Shortly before that he had gone to Rodeck to spend a few days; that was immediately after 'Arivana' was brought out.
A few minutes after Willibald had left the room he threw his head back, and passed his hand over his eyes. "He would have resigned," he muttered, "resigned, because he believed his honor demanded it no, no, I cannot see him, not now I shall go to Rodeck."
Orderly from Rodeck, present yourself before his highness, Herr lieutenant, Prince Adelsberg." Through the open door came a tall figure which Egon recognized as that of his old, gray-haired steward. He closed the door cautiously, and came forward into the room. "Saints preserve us, it's Peter Stadinger!" It was, indeed, old Peter who stood in front of his master.
I supposed you only knew Hartmut through me, and considered him a Roumanian!" The young widow's face flushed as she realised how unwise she had been to make this outcry, but she answered quickly: "I learned to know who Herr Rojanow was last winter when he was at Rodeck. I have known his father, however, for many long years, and the I take it for granted that your highness knows the whole story?"
No need to take life hard just because we may lose it any day." The old man looked keenly at his master. "Yes, the gentlemen were jolly enough, and you were the ring-leader, but your highness is not gay now." "I? What's the matter now? Why shouldn't I be gay?" "I don't know, but I see you are not happy," declared Stadinger. "When you were at Rodeck with Herr Rojanow you were quite different.
"No, I will not remain in the city; I will go to the forestry at Rodeck. You can send me word there, and I'll be in the city in a few hours." "As you please. Will you not go to Rodeck castle?" Hartmut give him a long, sorrowful glance. "No, I will stay at the forestry. Farewell, Egon." "Farewell!"
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