Forgiveness -- Fiction; Guilt -- Fiction; Love -- Fiction
The old grandmother sat there, resting her chin on her hand and gazing
at the star above, whose rays fell upon her face. She sat there with
bated breath, feeling as if transported into another world. The glory
of the Highest had descended upon the cottage, and, like a halo, now
encircled the head of the grandmother, Walpurga, and the infant.
"Mother! How brightly the stars are shining!" said Walpurga, awaking.
"Never fear, they'll keep on shining, even if you shut your eyes. Do go
to sleep again!" answered the grandmother.
And, until the day broke, all lay hushed in slumber.
CHAPTER IV.
Seated in an open carriage, Doctor Sixtus journeyed toward the
Highlands.
The doctor was a man of easy and winning address. While the present
king was yet the crown prince, he had accompanied him on his travels
and, in the society of nobles, had improved on the light and graceful
manner which he had acquired during a three years' stay in Paris. Just
as princes treat their inferiors and regard their service as a right,
so, in turn, do courtiers abuse those who are under them. The court
doctor had chosen for his lackey, one of the readiest, and most
skillful at command.
"Give me a light, Baum!" said he; and the lackey, who was sitting
beside the driver on the box, handed him a lighted match. With gentle
condescension, Sixtus offered his cigar-case to the lackey, who
gratefully helped himself to a cigar. He well knew that it would prove
too strong for him, and that, if he attempted to smoke it, it would in
all likelihood throw him into a cold sweat; but he knew also that it is
a safe rule never to refuse a proffered favor.
The road was good and the ride a pleasant one. At the next station, the
royal horses were sent back to the king's stables and a relay of fleet
post-horses was taken. Doctor Sixtus had no need to trouble himself
about such matters--Baum knew what was needed and attended to it.
"Baum, where were you born?" asked the court doctor.
Although Baum was startled by the question, he acted as if he had not
heard it. He found it necessary to collect himself before he could
reply. His features were agitated for a moment, but he quickly assumed
a modest and innocent expression.
The doctor repeated his question: "Baum, where were you born?"
With a face expressive of willingness to serve him in any way, Baum
turned toward the doctor and said:
"I come from the Highlands; far over there near the border; but I've
never felt at home there."
Sixtus, whose question had been a casual one, had no desire to inquire
further into Baum's history.
He was quite affable toward Baum, who was the favorite lackey at court,
since he possessed the art of showing by his demeanor how highly he
esteemed the exalted personages whom he served.
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