Courts and courtiers -- Fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English; Germany -- Fiction
The Princess Catherine, the sister of the Grand Duke, was never spoken
of in the capital without a touch of sympathy. She had been married to a
member of a neighbouring ruling House, had been left a widow, and had
come back to her brother's capital, where she lived with her red-headed
children in what used to be the Heir Apparent's palace on the
Albrechtstrasse, before whose gates a gigantic doorkeeper stood all day
long in a pompous attitude with staff and shoulder-belt complete, while
life went on with peculiar moderation inside.
Prince Lambert, the Grand Duke's brother, did not come in for much
attention. There was a coolness between him and his relations, who could
not forgive him his _mésalliance_, and he hardly ever came to Court. He
lived in his villa overlooking the public gardens with his wife, an
ex-dancer from the Court Theatre who bore the title of Baroness von
Rohrdorf, after one of the Prince's properties; and there he divided his
time between sport and theatre-going, and struggling with his debts. He
had dropped his dignities and lived just like a private citizen; and if
he was generally supposed to have a struggle to make two ends meet,
nobody gave him much sympathy for it.
But alterations had been made in the old castle itself--reductions of
expenses, which were discussed in the city and the country, and
discussed usually in an apprehensive and regretful sense, because the
people at bottom wished to see themselves represented with due pride and
magnificence. Several high posts at the Court had been amalgamated for
economy's sake, and for years past Herr von Bühl zu Bühl had been Lord
Marshal, Chief Master of the Ceremonies, and Marshal of the Household at
once. There had been many discharges in the Board of Green Cloth and the
servants' hall, among the pike-staffs, yeomen of the guard, and grooms,
the master cooks and chief confectioners, the court and chamber lackeys.
The establishment of the royal stable had been reduced to the barest
minimum.... And what was the good of it all? The Grand Duke's contempt
for money showed itself in sudden outbursts against the squeeze; and
while the catering at the Court functions reached the extreme limits of
permissible simplicity, while at the supper at the close of the Thursday
concerts in the Marble Hall nothing but continual roast beef with sauce
remoulade and ice-pudding were served on the red velvet coverings of the
gilt-legged tables, while the daily fare at the Grand Duke's own
candle-decked table was no better than that of an ordinary middle-class
family, he defiantly threw away a whole year's income on the repair of
the Grimmburg.
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