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The colonel had the gift of making people open their hearts to him by means of a few judicious questions, and could very well distinguish between genuine and spurious sentiment. Reimers answered with a candour which astonished himself most of all, and Falkenhein listened with a pleased attention.
He, like the whole contingent, was of opinion that Falkenhein was one of the finest officers in the army, certain to become a major-general, if not a full general. And with an artilleryman this was of double significance.
Only the tip of her foot was visible in the lamplight, a beautiful, narrow, elegantly-shod foot, which was swinging rapidly backwards and forwards. To avoid catching her eye, Reimers turned to Marie Falkenhein, his neighbour. The Maibowle had got into his head a little.
"Know? why, of course I do!" answered Falkenhein; "and of course I explained to him. But he regarded my description as exaggerated. I may tell you in confidence that he belongs to the very clique who managed to keep Mohr in the service so long. And he regards his opinion as infallible namely, that too many punishments in a troop are the consequence of a lack of discipline.
Almost out of breath, he added! "Pardon me, sir, I beg!" Falkenhein had become very serious. "I take nothing you have said amiss, my dear Güntz," he replied. "I cannot but admit that you are perfectly right. And exactly what you have just argued I myself said very plainly to the general, very plainly indeed. He became damnably cold to me at the end of it."
The young officer had already excited his interest; his behaviour as a soldier was loudly praised by his superiors; and then unprofessionally he was distinguished from the average type of young lieutenant by a certain attractive maturity of bearing, without, however, impressing one as a prig. Priggishness was even less endurable to Falkenhein than play and dancing.
"Your Majesty is very good," said Falkenhein. "I will do whatever your Majesty desires." The king looked at him searchingly. "Really?" he said. "Certainly, your Majesty. Only, if you will allow me to say so, not for too long a period!" "Very well, very well! till you get the command of my household brigade." His Majesty was holding in his hand a silver cup full of corn-brandy.
Well, that would bring her nearly up to twenty, and at twenty a woman in our geographical area is quite eligible for marriage." Reimers appeared to meditate upon this. Finally, however, he only replied by a prolonged "H'm," and dropped the subject. But the ladies of the regiment had soon a fresh subject for gossip. Lieutenant Reimers was paying his addresses to Marie Falkenhein.
Traces of such pain he had seen in Reimers' hopeless eyes; for his child he might expect a cure. The best thing would be to take Marie away into entirely new surroundings. As usual, each year during the partridge-shooting, the colonel one day received an invitation to join the royal party. At breakfast the old king asked him: "Well, Falkenhein, what do you say?
Falkenhein went quickly to his side: "Do give us the pleasure of your company, dear Frau von Gropphusen. I will have your bicycle taken in at once." He went to the gate and conducted Frau von Gropphusen to the arbour. Güntz had already placed a chair at the table for her and poured out a glass of Maibowle.
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