He is with the King."
"But I must see him," I said. "I must--indeed, I must. Go to him for
me--please go to him, dear, good Corporal Fritz, and tell him his little
Gretchen must speak to him, if only for one moment!"
"But dear little Fraeulein"....
"Is the King at breakfast?" I interrupted.
"At breakfast! Eh, then, our gallant King hath a soldier's habits. His
Majesty breakfasted at six this morning, and is gone out betimes to visit
his hunting-lodge at Falkenlust."
"And my father?"
"His Excellency the Governor is in attendance upon the King."
"Then I will go to Falkenlust."
Corporal Fritz shook his head; shrugged his shoulders; took a pinch of
snuff.
"'Tis a long road to Falkenlust, dear little Fraeulein," said he; "and His
Excellency, methinks, would be better pleased"....
I stayed to hear no more, but ran off at full speed down the terraces,
straight to the Round Point and the fountain, and along the great avenue
that led to Falkenlust. I ran till I was out of breath--then rested--then
ran again, on, and on, and on, till the road lengthened and narrowed behind
me, and the Chateau of Augustenburg looked almost as small in the distance
at one end as the Falkenlust Lodge at the other.
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