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You must seek favor with Twonette. She is harmless, and through her you may, by some freak of fortune, reach the goal of your desires. With the prestige of your family and the riches of Burgundy, you may become the most powerful man in the world, save the Pope." "Perhaps Fräulein Yolanda is also acquainted with the Princess Mary," responded Max, half reluctantly speaking Mary's name.
"Twonette, you are prettier with your mouth shut. Silence becomes you," retorted Yolanda, favoring Twonette with a view of her back. "Now, uncle," continued Yolanda, "all is ready: peacock, pheasants, wrens; and I command you to procure the guests." Castleman laughed at her imperious ways and said: "I will obey your commands in all else, Yolanda, but not in this."
On the morning of the fourth day after the trial by combat, Yolanda made her appearance at Castleman's, looking pale and large-eyed. Max and I had walked down to the House under the Wall before going to dine with the duke. Soon after we were seated Twonette left, and within five minutes Yolanda came suddenly upon us in the long parlor. She ran to Max, grasping both his hands.
"It is strange," said I to Castleman, when Yolanda and Twonette had left us, "that Fräulein Yolanda, who seems to be all laughter and thoughtlessness, should be so well informed upon the affairs of princes and princesses, and should take this public matter so much to heart." "Yes, she is a strange, unfortunate girl," answered Castleman, "and truly loves her native land.
If, by the help of Twonette, you should be so fortunate as to meet the princess, our dream may be realized, and our house may become the greatest in Europe." "I suppose you are right, Karl," answered Max. "You are always right; but I have no heart in this matter, and I hope nothing will come of it. I have never known you to be so cold-blooded as in this affair."
"I remember that Franz told me at Basel, Fräulein Twonette, that you and this famous Princess Mary of Burgundy were friends." "Yes," answered Twonette, with an effort not to smile, "she has, at times, honored me with her notice." "Out of that fact grows Twonette's serene dignity," laughed Yolanda.
"Poor child," said Frau Kate, as her husband passed out of the door. Castleman reached The Mitre near the hour of one, and of course did not find us. At half-past four, Yolanda entered the great oak room where Twonette and Frau Kate were stitching tapestry. "Where suppose you Sir Max is and Sir Karl?" asked Yolanda, with a touch of anger in her voice. "Why has he not come?
She is but drained milk and treacle. Do you want to see her, Sir Max? If so, I'll return to the house and send her to you." "Fräulein, I need not answer your question," returned Max, convincingly. "But I love Twonette. I know you do not come to see her, and I should not have spoken as I did," said Yolanda, penitently.
While mounting the steps, she said: "Now, Sir Karl, you have all my great secrets at least, they are very great to me. You know who I am, and you know of this stairway. No one knows of it but my mother, uncle, aunt, Twonette, and my faithful tire-woman, Anne. Even my father does not know of its existence. If he knew, he would soon close it.
Twonette, leaving Yolanda, came to us, and the Castlemans all gave us a hearty God-speed. Yolanda sat wordless in the shadow. I went to her and gave her my hand. "Farewell, Fräulein," I said. Max followed me closely, and I stepped aside to make way for him. The girl rose and stood irresolute before him. I went to the Castlemans, who were standing at a distance. "Fräulein " said Max.
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