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Other despots died Alexander I in 1825, the two Ferdinands, of Sicily and of Spain, Francis II himself in 1835, and Frederick William III in 1840. Gentz, too, was dead, Talleyrand, Hardenberg, and Pozzo di Borgo; but Metternich lived on "the gods," as Sophocles avers, "give long lives to the dastard and the dog-hearted."
"And if I now tell you for the hundredth, but not the last time, that I have not got any money?" "Then I shall go to the war department and attach your salary." "Ah, my dear friend, there you would be altogether too late," exclaimed Gentz, laughing.
"As for myself," said Gentz, putting on his cloak, "I shall go and purchase several thousand dollars' worth of furniture; my rooms shall hereafter be as gorgeous as those of a prince. By the by, I believe I have been too generous. If I had offered Werner one hundred dollars, he would have contented himself with that sum."
"John," said Gentz, "accompany this gentleman to the house of Minister Schulenburg-Kehnert, and wait at the door for the reply he will repeat to you. And now, Mr. Werner, good-by; you see I have done all I can, and I hope you will remember that in future, and not make so much noise for the sake of a few miserable dollars.
An orator in the American assembly at that time observed, "The non-development of the seed contained in Germany appears to be the common aim of a resolute policy." All now united for the complete suppression of the German patriotic party. In the former Rhenish confederated states, it had been treated with open contempt ever since Gentz had given the signal for persecution in Austria.
Natural love, artificial and love-of-show love, love based on self-esteem and vanity, love as a display of taste, decent, conjugal love, eccentric love the Baron had paid for them all, had known them all excepting real spontaneous love. This passion had now pounced down on him like an eagle on its prey, as it did on Gentz, the confidential friend of His Highness the Prince of Metternich.
I am already opening the door." He hastened to the door and unlocked it. This time, however, no creditor was waiting outside, but a royal footman, who respectfully bowed to the military counsellor. "His royal highness Prince Louis Ferdinand," he said, "requests Mr. Counsellor Gentz to dine with him to-morrow." Gentz nodded haughtily.
One of them was a Catholic priest in his vestments, the second the Prince von Reuss, Henry XIII., and the third the first attache of the Austrian embassy. The prince approached Marianne, and after taking her hand he saluted Gentz in the most cordial manner. "Every thing is ready," he said; "come, Marianne, let me place the wreath on your head."
Finally, I ask him to devote some attention to intellectual affairs and to the press." "Oh, I expected that," said Gualtieri, smiling, "and I should not be surprised at all if you had been bold enough to ask the timid and diffident young king to grant freedom of the press to his people." "Yes, that is what I ask him to do," said Gentz, enthusiastically.
A loud knock at the door interrupted him; he hastened to put back his money into his pocket-book, when the door was hastily opened and the stranger of the first story appeared in it with a smiling countenance. "Frederick Gentz!" exclaimed the owner of the room, in joyful surprise.
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