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I have given you a little dish of politics," said the king, after a pause. "I wish to show you that I have need of you, and that we have much to do. We must arrange my private accounts, we have many letters to write; and then we must select and prepare the rich presents to be given to the Princess Ulrica on her marriage. Fredersdorf, we cannot afford to be idle."
An unwonted silence reigned throughout the house; all eyes were turned to the box where the princess sat between the two queens. Suddenly the door was thrown open, and the young Prince Ferdinand rushed, with open arms, to his sister. "My dear, dear Ulrica!" he cried, weeping and sobbing painfully, "must it then be so? Do I indeed see you for the last time?"
All in all, present appearances were well calculated to arouse sterner sentiments within Mr. Fabian's heart; but he was so frightened that he would have forgiven everything if he could have assured himself that the horrible spectacle was but a dream which would vanish at the coming of the morning. "Perjured traitor!" screamed Mrs. Ulrica, "you hide yourself like Adam after his fall.
Ulrica, "we will go and prepare a chamber for you." "Nephew, nephew," exclaimed Gottlieb, merrily, "why we look more like cousins!" "You are a little wag!" "O, I must say more. My mother might have been your mother also, from all appearances." "Ah, I was a mere girl when she was married.
So saying, Amelia bowed slightingly, and, turning aside, she summoned Madame von Kleist, and commenced a merry chat with her. Count Tessin regarded her with a dark and scornful glance, and pressed his lips tightly together, as if to restrain his anger. "I beseech you, count," said Ulrica, in a low, soft voice, "not to be offended at the thoughtless words of my dear little sister.
"And now, madam," said a calm, low voice behind her, as she finished speaking, "since you are so good at relating other people's histories, suppose you give these worthy persons, a similar account of your own proceedings and peregrinations?" It was none other than Ulrica Hardyng, who stood before her in propria personae.
"Ah, you will play the harmless and the innocent! What took you to the chapel?" Ulrica looked up steadily and smilingly; then said, in a quiet and indifferent tone: "I have taken the sacrament of the Lord's Supper, according to the Lutheran form of worship." Amelia shuddered as if she felt the sting of a poisonous serpent.
'He must have been his grandfather, said Elizabeth; 'Cedric lived a hundred years after. 'But Cedric remembered Torquilstone before the Normans came, said Anne. 'No, no, he could not, though he had been told what it had been before Front-de-Boeuf altered it, said Elizabeth. 'And old Ulrica was there when Front-de-Boeuf's father took it, said Anne.
"Let me introduce myself in full," I said, pitying her obvious confusion; and I handed her my card, which she took with a shamefaced air, rather foreign to her general demeanour. "Lieut.-Colonel Basil Annesley, Mars and Neptune Club," she read aloud. "What was your regiment?" "The Princess Ulrica Rifles, but I left it on promotion. I am unattached for the moment, and waiting for reëmployment."
And I weep. Ach! It was of most beautifullest." Miriam felt as if she were being robbed.... This was Ulrica. "You remember the Konfirmation, miss?" "Oh, I remember." "Have you weeped?" "We say cry, not weep, except in poetry weinen, to cry." "Have you cry?" "No, I didn't cry. But we mustn't talk. We must go to sleep. Good night." "Gute Nacht. Ach, wie empfindlich bin ich, wie empfindlich...."
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