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Updated: June 8, 2025
It was necessary to her, for she occupied herself with the helpless little creature when, during the long morning hours of Ulrich's absence, sorrowful thought troubled her too deeply. Ulrich often remained absent a long time, far longer than the service required. What was he doing? Visiting a sweetheart? Why not?
A few days ago he returned, and on hearing that I was still in Augsburg, he did not wait for a visit from me, but at the very moment when I was taking my hat and sword to go to call on him he walked in. I must now give you a description of the last few days before my concert. Last Saturday I was at St. Ulrich's, as I already told you.
Instantly dismounting, he followed the leader of the troop to the end of the wall, where there was a flight of rude steps. Ulrich's head now lay in the soldier's arms, and the traveller gazed at him with a look of deep sympathy.
Father Hieronymus, who instructed the pupils in religion, fairly raged, when he spoke of the destructive doctrines, that haunted the new scholar's head. When, soon after Ulrich's reception into the school, he had spoken of Christ's work of redemption, and asked the boy: "From what is the world to be delivered by the Saviour's suffering?" the answer was: "From the arrogance of the rich and great."
"Tell me only this: your father and his parents thought you were a good match did they not?" "Yes, they did," whispered Elza, bursting again into tears. "My father told me yesterday that it was his wish, as well as that of Ulrich's parents." "And Ulrich told you, too, that he loved you and would marry you? Tell me the truth, Elza.
It seemed to Adam that the pretty creature in the golden frame far from needing his forgiveness was entitled to his gratitude for many blissful hours. Soon after, Adam found Moor at home, and a few hours later took Ulrich to him. It was a happy and a quiet meeting, which was soon followed by a second interview in the smith's house. Moor gazed long and searchingly at Ulrich's work.
It sounded so tender and loving, that Ulrich's heart melted, for no one had spoken to him so since his mother went away. He felt strong and joyous, Ruth did not seem at all heavy, and when she again clasped her hands around his neck, he said: "I should like to carry you so always."
It seemed as if some one had called the right one, and from pure Weakness and fatigue, he could not remember it. The young soldier was not willing to encounter the jeers of his comrades, by letting the vagabond escape. With a curt: "Stop, you rascal," he threw the shoe into the graveyard, gave his bridle to the next man in the line; and a few minutes after was kneeling by Ulrich's side.
This was Sergeant-Major and Quartermaster Zorrillo, an excellent and popular soldier, who had been chosen Eletto after the battle of Mook-Heath, but voluntarily resigned his office at the first serious opposition he encountered. It was said that he had done this by his wife's counsel, and this woman was Ulrich's most dangerous foe.
Several weeks before Donna Sophonisba had received a letter sent from Flanders, and Ulrich's companion was well informed, for his wife served the baroness as 'doncella'. Joyously, almost beside himself with pure, heart-cheering delight, the released prisoner hurried away, bought himself a new cap, and then sought the Alcazar.
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