Courts and courtiers -- Fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English; Germany -- Fiction
"'We' is rich, Klaus Heinrich, and so is the carefulness. All the same,
his Excellency von Knobelsdorff keeps himself accurately posted in all
your goings-on."
"Knobelsdorff?"
"Knobelsdorff."
Klaus Heinrich was silent; then asked: "And what is Baron Knobelsdorff's
attitude towards what he learns?"
"Well, the old gentleman hasn't yet had a chance of interfering in the
developments."
"But the public opinion?--the people?"
"The people of course hold their breath."
"And you, you yourself, my dear Doctor Ueberbein?"
"I'm waiting for the tureen-lid," answered the doctor.
"No!" cried Klaus Heinrich joyfully. "No, there'll be no tureen-lid this
time, Doctor Ueberbein, for I am happy, oh so happy, whatever
happens--can you understand? You taught me that happiness was no concern
of mine, and you pulled me up short when I tried to come by it; and
right thankful I was to you for doing so, for it was horrible, and I
shall never forget it. But this is no case of high jinks at a citizens'
dance, which leave one humiliated and heavy at heart; this is no
breaking out and running off the rails and humiliation! For can't you
see that she of whom we are speaking belongs neither to the citizens'
dance, nor to the aristocratic 'Pheasants,' nor to anything in the world
but to me--that she is a Princess, Doctor Ueberbein, and as good as me,
and there can be no question here of a tureen-lid? You have taught me
that it is silly to maintain that we're all only ordinary men, and
hopeless for me to act as if we were, and that the happiness I would
gain by doing so is forbidden to me and must bring me to shame in the
end. But this is not that silly and forbidden happiness. It is my first
taste of the happiness which is allowed me, and which I may hope for,
Doctor Ueberbein, and yield myself to without misgiving, whatever comes
of it...."
"Good-bye, Prince Klaus Heinrich," said Doctor Ueberbein, though he did
not at once leave him, but continued walking at his side with his hands
clasped behind him and his red beard sunk on his breast.
"No," said Klaus Heinrich. "No, not good-bye, Doctor Ueberbein. That's
just it. I mean to remain your friend, you who have had such a hard
time, and have shown such pride in your duty and destiny, and have made
me proud too in treating me as a companion. I have no intention of
resting on my oars, now that I have found happiness, but will remain
true to you and to myself and to my exalted calling...."
"It cannot be," said Doctor Ueberbein in Latin, and shook his ugly head
with its protruding, pointed ears.
"It can be, Doctor. I'm sure it can, they're not incompatible. And you,
you ought not to show yourself so cold and distant at my side, when I am
so happy, and, what's more, it's the eve of my birthday. Tell me--you've
had so many experiences and seen so much of the world in all its
aspects--have you never had any experiences in this direction? You know
what I mean--have you never had an attack like this of mine?"
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