Life in a German Crack RegimentBaudissin, Wolf Ernst Hugo Emil, Graf von
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Life in a German Crack Regiment
Baudissin, Wolf Ernst Hugo Emil, Graf von
Germany. Heer -- Military life -- Fiction; Soldiers -- Fiction
"Without telling you, you will, I expect, have already
guessed that I only went into the restaurant to-day in the
happy expectation of being introduced to your sister and your
much-respected father, for I must frankly confess to you that no
young girl has ever made such a deep and indelible impression
upon me as your sister did. Although up to now I have only had
the opportunity of observing her beauty and her grace, yet
I am quite sure that a beautiful soul must dwell in such a
beautiful body, and I have only one wish in the world--to become
acquainted with your sister. As we have always had such pleasant
and friendly relations with one another I venture to ask if I
may pay my respects to your highly-esteemed father and beautiful
sister, and I beg you most courteously to say a few kindly words
on my behalf. Naturally all information concerning myself and
my financial position is at your father's disposal whenever he
likes. In conclusion, I beg you not to be vexed at the somewhat
odd nature of these few lines, but I know that your father is
only staying here for a few days, and I do not want your sister
to leave Berlin without my having the opportunity of becoming
acquainted with her.
"Pray accept my kindest regards for your honoured, but at
present, alas! unknown, relatives, and,--Believe me, with best
greetings, yours very sincerely,
"VON MASEMANN."
"Well, what do you say to that?" inquired George.
"Is it possible?" cried out the old manufacturer. "I must say I have
never heard of such a thing in all my life."
"And what do you think about it, Elsa?"
"I really do not know whether to laugh or be angry about it. I can't
think how he isn't ashamed to write such a letter."
George laughed mockingly. "Ashamed? Why, Elsa, you can know very
little about a lieutenant if you think he would be ashamed of
anything. Your beauty has turned his head, you have a big fortune,
so that's all right; he marches to victory like Blucher to Waterloo.
If he's successful, all right, if he's not, then he seeks his luck
somewhere else; he means to catch a goldfish somewhere or other. The
more impudent he is the more easily he attains to the object of his
desires."
"Not as far as we are concerned," burst out the commercial adviser
to the Emperor. "Please tell your aristocratic friend to-morrow from
me----"
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