The Lost Manuscript Part 71
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The Sovereign drew back, and gave vent to a hoa.r.s.e murmur, turned away, and motioned with his hand.
"Cover the picture," he said, in a feeble voice. "Do not excite yourself and me unnecessarily," he began, in a changed tone. "If you do not choose to fulfill my wishes, I will not insist upon it." He took his hat from the table, and continued, in a softer tone: "You are beloved by the citizens; the weather is as warm as summer, and promises to last. I will, on your birthday, arrange to have a morning concert for the officials and the citizens in the park. I will send you a list of invitations through the Lord High Steward. In the evening we shall have a gala-supper and visit the opera."
The Sovereign left the room without looking at his daughter. The Princess followed him to the anteroom, where the attendants were standing. At the door she made a low curtsy. The Sovereign gave a friendly sign with his hand. The Princess then flew back into her room, threw herself down before the picture, and wrung her hands.
The Princes were walking in the park, and the promenaders bowed and looked after them. The Hereditary Prince took off his hat with the dignity of a man; Victor touched his hussar cap lightly, and nodded sometimes familiarly to a pretty face.
"All old acquaintances," he began; "it is a pleasure, indeed, to be home again."
"You always were a favorite of the people," said the Hereditary Prince.
"I have amused and provoked them," replied Victor laughing. "I feel like Hercules with his mother earth, and am ready for any mischief.
Benno, do not look so dejected; I cannot stand it."
"If you had, like me, to walk always at the same hour you would look so too," replied Benno, stopping before an empty water-tank, in which four little bears were sitting, looking at the public, who were throwing bread to them. The Hereditary Prince took a piece of bread from the keeper, who approached him hat in hand, and threw it mechanically to the bears. "And if you had by high command to show yourself every day as the friend of the people, and feed these stupid bears, you would also weary of them."
"Pooh!" exclaimed Victor, "it only depends upon yourself to make these louts amusing."
He sprang with one jump into the walled place among the animals, laid hold of the first bear as a sheep is carried to be shorn, threw it upon the second, and the third upon the fourth; a horrible growling and clawing began among the bears; they fought violently together, and the bystanders shouted with pleasure.
"Your hand, comrade," called out the Prince, to one of the spectators, who were watching him and giving vent to loud expressions of approbation. "Help me out."
The person called upon was our friend Gabriel, who held out both hands.
"Here, your Excellence, quick, that they don't catch your uniform."
Victor sprang lightly up, giving his supporter a slap on the shoulder.
"Thanks, comrade; if you ever get into a fix, I will lend you a hand too."
The people cried "Bravo!" with much laughter.
"You must force life into the place," said Victor. "If your father does not drive me away, I shall in a week make it as lively at your Court as I have done here in the bear-pit."
"I, meanwhile, have suffered for it," replied Benno, with vexation; "one man said to another, 'What a pity that that fellow has not as much courage!' of course meaning me."
"Never mind: you are the wise one. In the eyes of thoughtful people, your virtues s.h.i.+ne bright when placed in contrast with mine. Now let me into your confidence. What lady of the theatre do you favor with your attentions, that I may not be in the way? I do not wish to interfere with you."
"Nothing of this kind is permitted me," replied Benno.
"Not permitted?" asked Victor, astonished; "what kind of tyranny is this? Has it become the fas.h.i.+on here to be virtuous? Then impart to me, at least, what other lady, from political reasons, may only be admired by me in the distance?"
"I believe that you have free choice," replied Prince Benno, depressed.
"What a blessing for me that I am not Hereditary Prince! But what has occasioned the Sovereign to invite me here so graciously?"
"We do not know; Siddy also was surprised."
"And I, fool, thought she had a hand in the game."
"If she had attempted anything of the kind, you would a.s.suredly have had no invitation."
"That he does not like me is evident. I had a cool reception."
"Perhaps he wishes to have you married."
"To whom?" asked Victor, quickly.
"He has caused you to visit amongst our relations," replied the Hereditary Prince, cautiously.
"He? By no means. I was pa.s.sed on from one to another, and everywhere treated like a nice boy. The whole was clearly concerted."
"Perhaps one of our great matchmakers was at the bottom of it," said the Hereditary Prince.
"Not in my case, depend upon it. I am ill looked upon by the conclave of mothers of our country, who have in charge the feelings of our princely families. They would not stir a finger for me."
"If my father has not done it, or none of our relations, the Lord High Steward must have done it."
"Bless you for this supposition," exclaimed Victor. "If he wishes to have me here then all is right."
"Have you spoken to him?"
"I have been with him; he talked to me about the campaign, and spoke in his usual friendly way, but nothing more."
"Then it was he, you may depend upon it."
"But why?" asked Victor. "What can I do here?"
"That you must not ask me; he favors me with little of his confidence."
"Why do you turn away from the pavilion at every bend in the path?"
asked Victor. "Have you placed steel traps there? By Jove, what a glorious face! Look, you dissembler! So, you are become virtuous?"
The Hereditary Prince colored with indignation.
"The lady up there deserves the most considerate treatment," he said, moodily.
"Then that is the beautiful stranger," cried Victor; "she is reading.
If she would only turn a look this way, that one might see more than her profile. We will go there: you shall introduce me."
"Under no circ.u.mstances," replied the Hereditary Prince; "least of all now."
Victor looked at him in astonishment.
"You refuse to present me to this lady? I do not need it," and he let go his arm.
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