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Updated: June 29, 2025
Only yesterday she had seemed to Wolf Hartschwert peerlessly beautiful, but the few hours which had elapsed between the visit of the physician and the major-domo had sadly changed her. Her large, bright eyes were reddened by weeping, and the slight lines about the corners of the mouth had deepened and lent her a severe expression.
He is a knight of good family, and looks like a plain burgher. His name is Wolf Hartschwert, and he is as gentle as a lamb and as pliant as a young willow. He appears like the meek, whom our Lord calls blessed, and yet he is one of the wisest of the wise, and, moreover, a master in his art.
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.
Yet she did not regret it; true, she cared no more for Pyramus Kogel than for any one else the certainty that he, too, had succumbed to the spell of her beauty was associated with a feeling of pleasure whose charm she knew and valued. Every one in Ratisbon or at the court who spoke of Sir Wolf Hartschwert called him an excellent fellow.
Yet it gave him pleasure; surely it was a piece of good fortune that this withering trunk was again putting forth such fresh buds. Wolf Hartschwert had asked the guards who were stationed at the end of Red Cock Street whether any riders had passed them. Several horses always stood saddled for the service of the court.
"So we will give our gallant friend a travelling companion who understands Castilian, and on whom we can also rely. Besides, affairs of so much moment are better cared for by two messengers than by one. What is the name of the cavalier, Malfalconnet, who spoke to you of the friendship which unites him to this brave old champion of the faith?" "Wolf Hartschwert, your Majesty," was the reply.
He had been a witness of the fairest days which Fate had granted her; he had heard her sing when she had been justified in feeling proud of her art; and he had been intimate with Wolf Hartschwert, whom she remembered with affectionate interest, though he had only informed her once in a brief letter that he was prospering in Villagarcia and his new position.
He was unwilling to expose himself again to an outburst of her rage, and he would therefore intrust to another the task of rendering her more docile, and this other was Wolf Hartschwert. A few days before he had visited the recovering knight, and obtained from him a decision whose favourable nature filled him with secret joy whenever he thought of it.
"Nonsense!" the Emperor broke in wrathfully. "The contrary is true. The Queen of Hungary was commissioned to assure the supposed boy of my approval. Tell her this, Sir Wolf Hartschwert, and do so at once. Tell her " "She rode to the forest with some friends," Wolf timidly ventured to interpose to save himself other orders impossible to execute.
But the valet was with the Emperor, and so he went to his master and told him where he had unexpectedly wandered. The latter lent a willing ear and shook his sagacious head indignantly when he learned that, besides Sir Wolf Hartschwert, Cassian had also met "the singer" at the house of the syndic, the soul of the evangelical movement in Ratisbon.
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