Barbarossa; An Historical Novel of the XII Century.Bolanden, Conrad von
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Barbarossa; An Historical Novel of the XII Century.
Bolanden, Conrad von
Germany -- History -- Frederick I, 1152-1190 -- Fiction
They then proceeded to a sumptuously furnished apartment, where
Hermengarde was awaiting them. She rose as they entered, and greeted
Antonio with a friendly smile. As she resumed her seat, Hedwige placed
two chairs for the visitors.
"This is my friend Antonio, noble lady," said Pietro; "he accompanied
Count Rechberg to Cluny, and I had the good fortune to meet him in the
street."
"I am happy, my lord Pietro, to receive your friend. But what business
has brought Count Rechberg here?"
"He came with the Duchess of Saxony, who, divorced and banished by her
husband, has sought the Pope's protection.--It was a duty he owed to
chivalry," the Italian added, "and the more meritorious that Rechberg
travelled without, or rather against the consent of the Emperor."
"I hope that his generosity will not put him in disfavor with
Barbarossa?"
"I am unable to say anything positive on this point; but I imagine that
Frederic will endeavor to preserve the friendship of one who is about
to be allied to one of the most powerful houses of France."
Hermengarde started.
"From what Rechberg tells me," continued Antonio, "the Count of
Champagne is expected with his daughter to-day. It is possible that the
young Count will retire with the Countess to her father's estates."
"Can I not see the Count, Antonio?" asked Hermengarde; "he saved my
father's life, and we are under great obligations to him."
"It appears to me rather difficult, noble lady. Women are admitted
within the convent only once a week, and I doubt that the Count will
tarry here long; still, if you so desire, I will inform him of your
wishes."
"I beg you to do so, sir, and as soon as possible."
"I am entirely at your orders, noble lady. But if I mistake not, here
comes the Count of Champagne."
The blast of a trumpet and the clatter of horses, resounded in the
street. The Count and a numerous retinue was passing along the road,
and at a few paces in his rear, Richenza was riding along in a showy
costume.
Hermengarde stood motionless, as though her strength was about to fail
her, but, with a violent effort, she recovered herself, and dismissed
her visitors.
"Be kind enough to remember my request, knight," she said to Antonio;
"perhaps you can bring me the Count's answer this evening?"
"I repeat, madam, that I am entirely at your command," replied the
Italian, bowing himself out of the room.
"I say, my friend, you don't mean to tell him anything, do you?" said
Nigri to the other.
"What are you thinking about? I will tell her tomorrow, that the Count
will neither come to her, nor receive her visit. We shall see then what
will happen. It is a capital joke after all, to lead people about by
the nose in this way! But we must be prepared for everything; suppose
that Hermengarde meets the German?"
"Then I will put an end to the joke with a single blow!" said Pietro,
sullenly.
"Well, that is your lookout, not mine. Expect me here to-morrow," said
Antonio.
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