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Walstein smiled and looked a little perplexed, but he remembered his promise. 'I shall, with pleasure, become your guest, Doctor. Containing Some Future Conversation WALSTEIN did not forget his engagement with his friendly physician. The house of Schulembourg was the most beautiful mansion in Dresden.
"Who is that?" "Mr. John Maxwell, owner of the Yorkburg shoe factory, ice factory, electric-light plant; owner of more than any one man in town, if he don't live here." Mary Cary took up her end of the paper and examined it. "His name is the first on the list. Next is Mr. Moon, then Mr. Walstein, Mr. Ash, Mr. Wilson, Mr. "Is Miss Gibbie Gault's name there?" "It is." "Wonder!" Mr.
In the meantime, I will write you a prescription, provided you promise to comply with my directions. 'Do not doubt me, my dear Doctor. Schulembourg seated himself at the table, and wrote a few lines, which he handed to his patient. Walstein smiled as he read the prescription. 'Dr. de Schulembourg requests the honour of the Baron de Walstein's company at dinner, to-morrow at two o'clock.
'Authors are best known by their writings, replied Walstein; 'I admire his, because, amid much wildness, he is a great reader of the human heart, and I find many echoes in his pages of what I dare only to think and to utter in solitude. 'I shall introduce you to him. He is exceedingly vain, and likes to make the acquaintance of an admirer. 'I entreat you not, replied Walstein, really alarmed.
If I am to live, I do not think that I could be tempted to quit this city; sometimes I think, scarcely even my house. 'I see how it is, exclaimed Madame de Schulembourg, shaking her head very knowingly, 'you must marry. 'The last resource of feminine fancy! exclaimed Walstein, almost laughing. 'You would lessen my melancholy, I suppose, on the principle of the division of gloom.
'Yet in Arabia I was fairly content, and now I am -what I shall not describe, because it will only procure me your ridicule. 'Nay! not ridicule, Mr. Walstein. Do not think that I do not sympathise with your affliction, because I wish you to be as cheerful as myself. If you were fairly content in Arabia, I shall begin to consider it an affair of climate.
Walstein mounted the marble steps and was ushered through a hall, wherein was the statue of a single nymph, into an octagonal apartment. Schulembourg himself had not arrived. Two men moved away, as he was announced, from a lady whom they attended. The lady was Madame de Schulembourg, and she came forward, with infinite grace, to apologise for the absence of her husband, and to welcome her guest.
How does Miss Cary know that?" "I have a letter to that effect." She opened her bag and took from it a letter. "This," she said, holding it up, "is the letter which states that they will make this purchase for a customer, provided it can be done promptly. Mr. Moon, Mr. Walstein, any one doing business in New York can tell you the character and reputation of this company."
As he left the house, the unfortunate young man encountered a person whom he at once recognized as the Baron Von Dangerfeld, the reputed suitor of Madame Von Berlingen. "I have been looking for you, Captain Walstein," said the baron, sternly. "And you have found me," answered the young man, shortly. "Yes and I thank Heaven you wear that uniform.
'No, said Walstein, still very serious, 'not an affair of climate certainly not. The truth is, travel is a preparation, and we bear with its yoke as we do with all that is initiatory with the solace of expectation. But my preparation can lead to nothing, and there appear to be no mysteries in which I am to be initiated. 'Then, after all, you want something to do? 'No doubt.
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