France -- History -- 15th century -- Juvenile fiction
But the Lady Clotilde derived no comfort from the favor she incidentally
had done the maid. It never had entered her head that she owed the girl
some reparation for the fright she had caused her, and for the
humiliating position in which she had been placed, for the Lady Clotilde
did not own the kind of a head that would entertain such an idea.
The beds at the castle were most comfortable, being, as Philibert had
said, stuffed with the down of many fowls, and that of the Lady Clotilde
was hung with the richest brocade, but as she went to it boiling with
rage at Philibert, Le Glorieux, Cimburga, the countess, and everybody in
the remotest way connected with the moonstone, it was long before sweet
sleep visited her eyelids.
But the little princess closed her eyes with a smile, and soon sank into
pleasant dreams; she had seen her father, and he was all that her fancy
had painted him: he was affectionate, gay, and handsome. He had spoken
during the evening of his combats and she knew that he always had
vanquished his opponents. He was a true and brave knight, and happy
indeed was she in being the daughter of one so worthy and so favored by
fortune.
CHAPTER VIII
A ROYAL ALCHEMIST
The object of her greatest desire, the meeting with her father, having
been attained, the princess was in no haste to leave Castle Hohenberg,
and as the archduke was glad to rest a while from the cares of state, a
number of merry days were spent under its hospitable roof, where
everything that could be thought of to add to the enjoyment of the
guests was done, with probably a vast increase in the housekeeping
accounts, for it is expensive to entertain royal visitors.
In the evening there was dancing in the great hall, and it was led by
Maximilian, who chose for his partner the prettiest lady in the room, or
the oldest and most ill-favored, for he made himself agreeable to all.
When he spoke of taking his departure one of the ladies declared that
she would hide his boots and spurs, which would detain him as long as
she should see fit to keep him there, for a prince riding away without
those useful articles of wearing apparel would present an odd spectacle.
This same trick had been played upon Maximilian in another mansion, and
he had good-naturedly yielded to the wishes of the mischievous dames
and prolonged his stay in consequence. The archduke was friendly to
everybody, and on his way to and from the outdoor sports that were
arranged for him he chatted affably with any peasant with whom he
happened to come in contact, and when we read such things of him we are
not surprised that the people adored him.
But, however pleasant it may have been at Castle Hohenberg, there were
plenty of other places in Maximilian's wide domain that longed for him
or needed him, or both, and ere long the party was ready to continue its
journey along the Rhine.
[Illustration: Marguerite heard a gay song in the courtyard]
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