Joan of the Sword Hand Part 9
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But, nevertheless, the secretary knew that the difference existed. He would have given all the proceeds and emoluments of his office to escape at this moment, but the eye of the Prince was too steady.
"I doubt not, young sir," he continued, "that you were one of the army of admirers which, they say, continually surrounds the d.u.c.h.ess of Hohenstein!"
"Indeed, you are in great error, my lord," said Johann Pyrmont, with much earnestness and obvious sincerity; "I never said one single word of love to the Lady Joan--no, nor to any other woman!"
"No," said a new voice from the doorway, that of the Princess Margaret, "but doubtless you took great pleasure in teaching them foreign customs.
And I am persuaded you did it very well, too!"
The Prince left his desk for the first time and came smilingly towards his sister. As he stooped to kiss her hand, Johann observed that his hair seemed already to be thin upon the top of his head.
"He is young to be growing bald," he said to himself; "but, after all"
(with a sigh), "that does not matter in a man so n.o.ble of mien and in every way so great a prince."
The impulsive Princess Margaret scarcely permitted her hand to be kissed. She threw her arms warmly about her brother's neck, and then as quickly releasing him, she turned to the secretary, who stood deferentially looking out at the window, that he might not observe the meeting of brother and sister.
"I told you he was my favourite brother, and that you would love him, too," she said. "You must leave your dull Pla.s.senburg and come to Courtland. I, the Princess, ask you. Do you promise?"
"I think I shall come again to Courtland," answered the secretary very gravely.
"This young man knows the d.u.c.h.ess Joan of Hohenstein," said the Prince, still smiling quietly; "but I do not think he admires her very greatly--an opinion he had better keep to himself if he would have a quiet life of it in Courtland!"
"Indeed," said the Princess brusquely. "I wonder not at it. I hear she is a forward minx, and at any rate she shall never lord it over me. I will run away with a dog-whipper first."
"Your husband would have occasion for the exercise of his art, sister mine!" said the Prince. "But, indeed, you must not begin by misliking the poor young maid that will find herself so far from home."
"Oh," cried the Princess, laughing outright, "I mislike her not a whit.
But there is no reason in the world why, because you are all ready to fall down and wors.h.i.+p, this young man or any other should be compelled to do likewise."
And right princess-like she looked as she pouted her proud little lips and with her foot patted the polished oak.
"But," she went on again to her brother, "your poor beast out there hath almost fretted himself into ribands by this time. If you have done with this n.o.ble youth, I have a fancy to hear him tell of the countries wherein he has sojourned. And, in addition, I have promised to show him the carp in the ponds. You have surely given him a great enough dose of diplomatics and canon law by this time. You have, it seems to me, spent half the day in each other's society."
"On the contrary," returned the Prince, smiling again, but going towards the desk to put away the papers which Dessauer's secretary had brought--"on the contrary, we talked almost solely about women--a subject not uncommon when man meets man."
"But somewhat out of keeping with the dignity of your calling, my brother!" said the Princess pointedly.
"And wherefore?" he said, turning quickly with the papers still in his hand. "If to guide, to advise, to rule, are of my profession, surely to speak of women, who are the more important half of the human race, cannot be foreign to my calling!"
"Come," she said, hearing the words without attending to the sense, "I also like things foreign. The n.o.ble secretary has promised to teach me some more of them!"
The tolerant Prince laughed. He was evidently accustomed to his sister's whims, and, knowing how perfectly harmless they were, he never interfered with them.
"A good day to you," he said to the young man, by way of dismissal. "If I do not see you again before you leave, you must promise me to come back to the wedding of the d.u.c.h.ess Johanna. In that event you must do me the honour to be my guest on that occasion."
The red flooded back to Johann's cheek.
"I thank you," he said, bowing; "I _will_ come back to the wedding of the d.u.c.h.ess Joan."
"And you promise to be my guest? I insist upon it," continued the kindly Prince, willing to gratify his sister, who was smiling approval, "I insist that you shall let me be your host."
"I hope to be your guest, most n.o.ble Prince," said the secretary, looking up at him quickly as he went through the door.
It was a singular look. For a moment it checked and astonished the Prince so much that he stood still on the threshold.
"Where have I seen a look like that before?" he mused, as he cast his memory back into the past without success. "Surely never on any man's face?"
Which, after all, was likely enough.
Then putting the matter aside as curious, but of no consequence, the Prince rode away towards that part of the city from which the towers of the minster loomed up. A couple of priests bowed low before him as he pa.s.sed, and the people standing still to watch his broad shoulders and erect carriage, said one to the other, "Alas! alas! the truest Prince of them all--to be thus thrown away!"
And these were the words which the secretary heard from a couple of guards who talked at the gate of the rose-garden, as they, too, stood looking after the Prince.
"Wait," said Johann Pyrmont to himself; "wait, I will yet show them whether he is thrown away or not."
CHAPTER IX
THE ROSE GARDEN
The rose garden of the summer palace of Courtland was a paradise made for lovers' whisperings. Even now, when the chills of autumn had begun to blow through its bowers, it was over-clambered with late-blooming flowers. Its bowers were creeper-tangled. Trees met over paths bedded with fallen petals, making a shade in suns.h.i.+ne, a shelter in rain, and delightful in both.
It was natural that so fair a Princess, taking such a sudden fancy to a young man, should find her way where the shade was deepest and the labyrinth most entangled.
But this secretary Johann of ours, being creditably hard of heart, would far rather have hied him straight back to old Dessauer with his news.
More than anything he desired to be alone, that he might think over the events of the morning.
But the Princess Margaret had quite other intentions.
"Do you know," she began, "that I might well have lodged you in a dungeon cell for that which in another had been dire insolence?"
They were pacing a long dusky avenue of tall yew-trees. The secretary turned towards her the blank look of one whose thoughts have been far away. But the Princess rattled on, heedless of his mood.
"Nevertheless, I forgive you," she said; "after all, I myself asked you to teach me your foreign customs. If any one be to blame, it is I. But one thing I would impress upon you, sir secretary: do not practise these outland peculiarities before my brothers. Either of them might look with prejudice upon such customs being observed generally throughout the city. I came back chiefly to warn you. We do not want that handsome head of yours (which I admit is well enough in its way, as, being a man, you are doubtless aware) to be taken off and stuck on a pole over the Strasburg Gate!"
It was with an effort that the secretary detached himself sufficiently from his reveries upon the interview in the summer palace to understand what the Princess was driving at.
"All this mighty pother, just because I kissed her on the cheek," he thought. "A Princess of Courtland is no such mighty thing--and why should I not?--Oh, of course, I had forgotten again. I am not now the person I was."
But how can we tell with what infinite condescension the Princess took the young man's hand and read his fortune, dwelling frowningly on the lines of love and life?
"You have too pretty a hand for a man," she said; "why is it hard here and here?"
"That is from the sword grip," said the secretary, with no small pride.
"Do you, then, fence well? I wish I could see you," she cried, clapping her hands. "How splendid it would be to see a bout between you and Prince Wasp--that is, the Prince Ivan of Muscovy, I mean. He is a great fencer, and also desires to be a great friend of mine. He would give something to be sitting here teaching me how they take hands and bid each other goodbye in Bearland. They rub noses, I have heard say, a custom which, to my thinking, would be more provocative than satisfactory. I like your Pla.s.senburg fas.h.i.+on better."
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