We caught him flying, all
smoking and foaming with rage, from the burning stables of the
Castle Berlifitzing. Supposing him to have belonged to the old Count's
stud of foreign horses, we led him back as an estray. But the grooms
there disclaim any title to the creature; which is strange, since he
bears evident marks of having made a narrow escape from the flames.
"The letters W. V. B. are also branded very distinctly on his
forehead," interrupted a second equerry, "I supposed them, of
course, to be the initials of Wilhelm Von Berlifitzing- but all at
the castle are positive in denying any knowledge of the horse."
"Extremely singular!" said the young Baron, with a musing air, and
apparently unconscious of the meaning of his words. "He is, as you
say, a remarkable horse- a prodigious horse! although, as you very
justly observe, of a suspicious and untractable character, let him
be mine, however," he added, after a pause, "perhaps a rider like
Frederick of Metzengerstein, may tame even the devil from the
stables of Berlifitzing."
"You are mistaken, my lord; the horse, as I think we mentioned, is
not from the stables of the Count. If such had been the case, we
know our duty better than to bring him into the presence of a noble of
your family.
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