“I do not, but the generosity of my most gracious king and master allows me to divine it, and my heart is filled to bursting with thankfulness and joy. My whole life will not be long enough to prove to you my gratitude.” “What for?” asked the king, staring at Von Schwerin, quite surprised; “you cannot suppose that I have purchased the villa for you?” Herr von Schwerin smilingly nodded. “I think so, your majesty.” Frederick laughed aloud. “Schwerin, you are an uncommonly cunning fellow. You see the grass grow before the seed is sown. This time you deceived yourself--the grass has not grown. What good would it do you? You do not need grass, but thistles, and they do not grow at Charlottenburg. Take the contract to my minister Von Herzberg, whom you will find in the audience-room, and then walk a little upon the terrace to enjoy the fresh air. I promised you the privilege. First go to Von Herzberg, and say to him to send the Prince of Prussia to me immediately upon his arrival. Why do you wear so mournful a face all of a sudden? Can it be possible that my chief equerry has so lowered himself as to go among the mechanics, and build chateaux en Espagne? You know such houses are not suitable for our northern climate, and fall down. Now, do what I told you, and then go upon the terrace.” The equerry glided away with sorrowful mien to Von Herzberg, and communicated the king’s commands to him. “You have made a good purchase,” said the minister, in a friendly manner. “His majesty will be very much pleased with the extraordinary zeal and the great dexterity with which you have arranged the matter. Count Schmettau has just been here, and he could not sufficiently commend your zeal and prudence, and the sympathy and interest which you showed in the smallest matters, as if the purchase were for yourself. The count wishes to reserve two oil paintings in the saloon, which are an heirloom from his father. We cannot but let the count retain them.” “Arrange it as you will,” answered the equerry, fretfully; “I have nothing more to do with the affair--it lies in your hands.” “But where are you going in such haste?” said Herzberg, as the equerry bowed hastily, and strode through the room toward the door. “His majesty commanded me to go upon the terrace,” he replied, morosely. Herr von Herzberg looked after him surprised. “Something must have occurred, otherwise he is very tractable. Ah! there comes the prince. I will go to meet him, and communicate to him the king’s command--I will await your royal highness here until you have spoken with the king, if you will have the grace to seek me.” “I will return by all means, if you will have the kindness to wait for me,” replied the prince, smiling, and hastened to the interview with his royal uncle.