He went into the house for a few moments, and reappeared, followed by
the keeper, a splendid-looking fellow, with a brown, handsome face,
great shoulders, and long legs encased in rough top-boots. This Hermann
had been the head-keeper, chief forester, and what not, of Schönstein,
when Mr. Hubbard bought the place; and on the principle of the
Portuguese navigators, who brought home men and women from the Guinea
Coast to prove that they had been there, the Count carried the big
Schwarzwalder over to England with him, as a specimen of what he had
purchased abroad. Unlike most of his Schwarzwald brethren, Hermann knew
not a word of English; Hubbard knew not a word of German; and for many a
month after his expatriation the efforts of master and man to understand
each other formed a constant comedy at the Place. In one or two cases
Mr. Anerley was besought to act as interpreter; and even now nothing
delighted the stalwart, good-natured Blackforester so much as a long
talk in his native language with any of his master’s guests who were
complaisant enough to humour him.
"Hermann," said the Count, loudly, to let his visitors know that _now_
he could support his rank by talking in the language of the country
which gave it him, "das Fräulein wunscht die—die Rehe zu sehen——"
"The Rehe are all died, Herr Graf," said the sturdy keeper, who would
not have his native tongue burlesqued.
"Ich meine die—die—the deer that are there," said the Count, sharply and
hotly, "und sie müssen, wissen Sie, etwas—etwas—eh—ah—etwas Speise——"
"Futter, nicht wahr?" suggested Will, looking gravely at Dove.
"Yes, yes, of course; the fellow knows well enough. I mean to get the
deer to come up to him."
"They will come without nothing, Herr Graf," said the tall forester.
They crossed the small iron bridge leading from the lawn over the river
into the park. The deer were for the most part lying down, underneath
the shadow of three large oaks, one or two only still standing and
nibbling the grass. When our party drew near, however, the whole herd
rose and retreated a little, while one of the bucks came proudly to the
front and stood with his small head and tall horns erect, watching the
approach of the strangers.
"Will you come with me, Fräulein?" said Hermann; and Dove went forward
with him, leaving the others behind.
No sooner had the keeper thus made himself distinctly visible, than two
or three of the does came timidly forward, alternating a little quiet
canter with a distrustful pause, and at last one of them came quite up
to the keeper, and looked rather wistfully at his hand with her large
soft brown eyes.
"This is her I call _Lämmchen_," said Hermann, stroking the small neck
of the hind, "she is so tame. And there is _Leopard_ over there, with
the spots on him. I speak to them in German; they know it all the
same."
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