When the Proprietor entered the farmyard, the farming people were drawn
near the house, and the Inspector stated "that no one was to be seen
near the fire or in the neighborhood. There was not a trace near the
fire of their having encamped there. It had been lighted to mislead.
Theft had been their only object here. The greater part of the band had
left early in the evening. They are lying concealed somewhere in the
woods, and when the sun rises they will be far beyond the frontier. I
know the rascals of old."
"He is right," said the Proprietor to the friends, "and I think we have
nothing more to fear. Yet we must be very watchful to-night. A poor
father thanks you," he continued, with emotion. "The last day you have
passed with us, Doctor, has been unpleasantly eventful, which is not
usual with us."
"I must say I depart in anxiety about what I leave behind me," replied
the Doctor, half jesting, half serious. "Just fancy that now the lost
children of Asia are sneaking about these walls!"
"I hope we are rid of the rascals," continued the Proprietor, turning
to his daughter; "but you may count upon a different visit soon; our
sovereign will be here a few weeks hence. I have been called away only
to hear gossip about his visit, and to learn that it is not yet decided
where his Serene Highness will breakfast before the hunt. I know what
that means. The same thing happened fifteen years ago. There is no help
for it; he cannot remain at the Dragon at Rossau. But this visit will
not cause us any very serious inconvenience. Let us now wish each other
good night and sleep in peace."
Both friends entered their bedroom thoughtfully. The Professor stood at
the window, and listened to the tread of the watchmen, who paced around
the yard within and without, to the chirruping of the crickets, and to
the broken sounds which reached the ear from the slumbering fields. He
heard a noise near him, and looked into the countenance of his faithful
friend, who in his excitement had clasped his hands.
"She is religious," began Fritz, doubtfully. "Are we not so also?"
answered the Professor, drawing himself up to his full height.
"She is as far removed from the tenor of your mind as the holy Saint
Elizabeth."
"She has sense," replied the Professor.
"She is firm and self-confident in her own circle, but she will never
be at ease in your world."
"She has aptness here--she will have it everywhere."
"You blind yourself," cried Fritz, in despair; "will you disturb the
peace of your life by a discord, the issue of which you cannot foresee?
Will you demand of her the great change which she must undergo from
being a thorough housekeeper to becoming the confidant of your profound
investigations? Will you deprive her of the secure self-dependence of
an active life and bring into her future, struggle, uncertainty, and
doubt? If you will not think of your own peace, it is your duty to show
consideration for her life."
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