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Updated: May 13, 2025
This youth, this ideal of her romantic dreams, was the husband of her dearest, her noblest, her loveliest friend. Rudolf was obliged to give up all idea of stopping the maddened steed. Instead of that, and, just as Fanny fell back half-swooning from her saddle, he swiftly seized her in his muscular grip, and pulled her right on to his own saddle.
A complete and somewhat unnatural silence followed, like one of those awkward pauses in the conversation when we entertain stiff callers for the first time. Then Rudolf took the precaution of marking the position of the trees in that part of the woods. Three tall fir-trees raised their heads among the beech and oaks.
He did not speak any more now of princesses, only of his princess; nor of queens, save of his heart's queen; and when his eyes asked love, they asked as though none would refuse and there could be no cause for refusal. He would have wooed his neighbor's daughter thus, and thus he wooed the sister of King Rudolf.
Ann coaxed. "Traveling Gentleman!" The little captain made a disgusted face. "He's a nice one! Said nobody was being shut up nowhere, nor didn't want to be rescued." For a moment the children were puzzled, then Rudolf called out, "Oh, I know the False Hare!"
All these things were part of the civil engineer, Rudolf Marschner, who once upon a time had been an officer, but who had returned to school when thirty years old to exchange the trade of war, into which he had wandered in the folly of youth, for a profession that harmonized better with his gentle, thoughtful nature.
Hermann, who won good rank as a poet, and was one of the very foremost of our aesthetics, was much older than we. The tall young man, who often walked as if he were absorbed in thought, seemed to us a peculiar and unapproachable person. His younger brother, Rudolf, on the other hand, was a cheery fellow, whose beauty and brightness charmed me unspeakably.
Beautiful ain't the word." "Am I beautiful, Rudolf?" She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him with a soft, childlike expression, as if longing for his praise. "I guess you know it," he said adoringly, stroking her shining black hair, "but if you weren't, if you were as ugly as sin, it wouldn't make any difference, you'd get us all just the same.
Rupert's teeth were biting his under lip, the sweat dropped, and the veins swelled large and blue on his forehead; his eyes were set on Rudolf Rassendyll. Fascinated, I drew nearer. Then I saw what passed. Inch by inch Rupert's arm curved, the elbow bent, the hand that had pointed almost straight from him and at Mr. Rassendyll pointed now away from both towards the window.
The two sentries came to the front of the house and stared at the red-litten blinds. "What a night!" cried Rudolf. "Not a citizen would thrust his nose out of doors." "Not even the little Chateaudoux's sweetheart," replied the other, with a grin. They stared again at the red blinds, and in a lull of the wind a clock struck nine. "There is an hour before the magistrate comes," said Rudolf.
How is it that I love you now, Rudolf?" "Now?" "Yes just lately. I I never did before." Pure triumph filled me. It was I Rudolf Rassendyll who had won her! I caught her round the waist. "You didn't love me before?" I asked. She looked up into my face, smiling, as she whispered: "It must have been your Crown. I felt it first on the Coronation Day." "Never before?" I asked eagerly. She laughed low.
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