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"For my own sake I need quiet and rest I will go to Rodeck." The young prince shook his head. He was accustomed to have his friend do as he pleased without much heed to his remonstrances, and he knew no means by which he could combat this new whim; but it did appear to him a very unaccountable one.
"Yes, I know it all," said Egon in a hopeless tone. "Colonel Falkenried was a near friend of my father, and a constant guest at our house. I had never heard of his son, and took it for granted that he was childless, until that frightful hour at Rodeck, on the day of my husband's death. I was witness to the painful conversation between father and son."
The prince's hunting wagon stood before the castle of Rodeck. It was early in the day and the faint mist which yet hung over the hills concealed a bright, warm sun. Egon stepped out on the terrace dressed for the hunt, closely followed by the old steward, to whom he was speaking. "So you want to see the hunt, too, do you?" he asked.
"God help us! Moritz, we must go at once," exclaimed Regine. Schönau had already rung and he ordered horses and carriage to be got ready at once. "And now, Stadinger, tell us how it happened." "The Herr Baron was on his way from Ostwalden to Fürstenstein," began Stadinger. "The way lay through the Rodeck lands, not far from the Castle.
"It was no accident. I was at the Rodeck forestry and heard that you had been gone several hours; a terrible suspicion took possession of me and drove me to follow you. I was almost certain I should find you here." "You were seeking me? Me, Ada?" His voice trembled with emotion as he asked the question. "How did you learn that I was at the forestry?"
"No, you will not die, you will not die ." "Do you think it is so hard?" said Egon quietly. "Yesterday you were quite right, a burden was on my heart, now it is light. Take a greeting to dear Rodeck, and the forest, and to the lady of Ostwalden." "To whom? To Frau von Wallmoden?" asked Stadinger, thinking he had not heard aright.
"I have hesitated about presuming to present myself to you, Fräulein," he began. "My name is Rojanow, and I am, for the time being, at Rodeck, a guest of Prince Adelsberg, who, if you reside at Fürstenstein, has the advantage of being your neighbor." "No, I do not belong to Fürstenstein. I am, also, only a guest," replied the lady.
"That's a good plan," said the prince, heartily, "and Zena can assist him; she is at home yet, I suppose?" "No, your highness, she has gone away." "Away!" cried prince Egon. "And where has she gone?" "To the city," was the laconic answer. "That won't do. You should keep your grandchild with you here at Rodeck all winter."
You send Zena away, for no reason in the world, and she's the only one worth seeing about the whole place. There's not a woman in Rodeck who isn't past sixty and whose head doesn't wobble from side to side, and as to the belles of the kitchen whom you brought from Fürstenstein to help us out, they're worse looking than our own people." "Your highness need not look at them," suggested the steward.
The old man hesitated; he seemed not to know how to break his bad news gently. At last he spoke. "His excellency Baron von Wallmoden is at Rodeck and the baroness, too." "My brother?" Regine cried apprehensively. "Yes, my lady. His excellency was thrown from his carriage and now he is unconscious at Rodeck, and the physician whom we summoned in haste, says his condition is very serious."
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