Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 29, 2025
A few hours after this farewell Barbara received a letter from the Council, in which Wolf Hartschwert secured to her and her father during their lives the free use of the house which he had inherited in Red Cock Street, with the sole condition of allowing his faithful Ursula to occupy the second story until her death.
But when she persisted that she must go to Spain, he remembered that a bond of love had once united her to his friend Wolf Hartschwert, and in bewilderment he asked if it was the knight who attracted her there. "If you think so, yes," she exclaimed. "Only I must go to Spain, I must go to Spain!"
Eye and ear witnesses had reported that, notwithstanding his Majesty's positive orders to avoid her old home, she had entered the house and the knight's apartments, knelt beside his couch, and even kissed his weak, burning hand with tender devotion. But though she still retained a portion of her former affection for Wolf Hartschwert, she loved the Emperor Charles with passionate fervour.
The very harsh execrations which the regent bestowed upon pleasant Ratisbon when she learned what had befallen Sir Wolf Hartschwert were better suited to the huntress than to the queen and sister of a mighty emperor. Murderous knaves who, in the heart of the city, close to the imperial precincts, endangered the lives of peaceful people at night!
Quijada pressed his hand gratefully, and begged him to do his best that no one, not even the Emperor, should learn anything about this vexatious mischance. Then, not from curiosity, for grave motives, he desired to know what relations existed between Sir Wolf Hartschwert and Barbara.
Emmeram on the right, and the church of the Dominicans on the left, echoed softly in this hour when Nature and human activity were at rest often dying away in the distance to greet the returning citizen. Obeying an involuntary impulse, Wolf Hartschwert raised his hat.
Quijada pressed his hand gratefully, and begged him to do his best that no one, not even the Emperor, should learn anything about this vexatious mischance. Then, not from curiosity, for grave motives, he desired to know what relations existed between Sir Wolf Hartschwert and Barbara.
Emmeram on the right, and the church of the Dominicans on the left, echoed softly in this hour when Nature and human activity were at rest often dying away in the distance to greet the returning citizen. Obeying an involuntary impulse, Wolf Hartschwert raised his hat.
Hitherto Barbara had troubled herself very little about political affairs, and her interest in them died completely when a visitor called who threw them, as well as everything else, wholly into the shade. Wolf Hartschwert had come to Brussels and sought Barbara. Her husband was attending to the duties of his office in the Rhine country when she received her former lover.
He now unclasped his hands to grasp the cap under his arm, which he twirled awkwardly in his fingers while saying, in a rapid, expressionless tone, as though he were repeating a lesson, that he had come to summon Wolf Hartschwert to the Queen of Hungary, with whom he must set out for Brussels early the next morning.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking