Evening darkness came on; the guests appeared, and were introduced to me.
The word "majesty" was no more whispered; but I often heard, uttered in
deep awe and humility, "the Count." What could I do? The word count
satisfied me, and from that moment I was Count Peter. But in the midst
of the festive crowd I sought but one; at last she appeared; she _was_
the crown, and she wore it. She followed her parents modestly, and
seemed not to know that she was the loveliest of the assemblage. The
forest-master, his wife, and daughter were introduced. I said much that
was agreeable and obliging to the old people; but I stood before their
daughter like a checked boy, and could not utter a single word. At last
I stammered forth a request that she would honour the festival by
undertaking that office whose badge she bore. With a touching look she
begged blushingly that I would excuse her; but more abashed before her
than she herself, I, as her first subject, offered her my humble tribute;
and my glance served as a command to all the guests, each of whom seemed
anxious to meet it. Over this joyful festivity presided majesty,
innocence, and grace allied with beauty. Mina's happy parents believed
that out of respect for them, their child had been elevated to these
unexpected honours, and I was in an unspeakable transport of joy. I
ordered every thing that was left of the jewels, pearls, and precious
stones which I had purchased with my perplexing piles of wealth, to be
placed in two covered dishes, and distributed in the name of the queen
among her playfellows and the ladies present; and I ordered gold to be
thrown over the border fence among the joyous crowds. On the following
morning, Bendel communicated to me, in confidence, that the suspicions he
had formed against Rascal's integrity were fully confirmed; he had
yesterday purloined several bags of gold. "Let us not envy," I replied,
"the poor devil this trifling booty; I scatter my money about profusely,
why not to him? Yesterday, he and everybody else served me nobly, and
arranged a delightful festivity." Nothing further was said about it;
Rascal continued to be my head-servant, and Bendel my friend and
confidant. He had imagined my wealth to be inexhaustible, and he cared
not to inquire into its source. Entering into my feelings, he assisted
me to find out constant occasions to display my wealth, and to spend it.
Of the unknown, pale, sneaking fellow, he only knew that without him I
could not get released from the curse which bound me, and that I dreaded
the man on whom my only hope reposed. Besides, I was now convinced he
could discover me anywhere, while I could find him nowhere; so that I
determined to abandon a fruitless inquiry, and to await the promised day.
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