The dignified demeanor of the Professor did not fail to have an effect.
"If you really have business with me, it would be better certainly to
settle it in the house. Follow me, gentlemen." He lifted his cap a
little, pointed with his hand to the gate, and went ahead. "Nero, you
brute, can't you be quiet?"
The Professor and the Doctor followed, while the farm hands and
laborers and the growling dog closed in behind. Thus the strangers were
conducted in a not very cordial manner to the house. In spite of their
unpleasant position, they looked with curiosity at the great farmyard,
the work going on in the barns, and a flock of large geese which,
disturbed by the party, waddled cackling across the road. Then their
eyes fell upon the dwelling itself, the broad stone steps with benches
on both sides, the vaulted door, and the white washed escutcheon on the
keystone. They entered a roomy hall, the Proprietor hung up his cap,
laid hold with strong hand of the latch of the sitting-room door, and
again made a movement of the hand, which was intended to be polite and
to invite the strangers to enter. "Now, that we are alone," he began,
"how can I serve you? You have already been announced to me as two
treasure-seekers. If you are that, I must begin by plainly telling you
that I will not encourage such follies. Apart from that, I am glad to
see you."
"But we are not treasure-seekers," rejoined the Professor; "and as we
have kept the object of our journey a secret everywhere, we do not
understand how you could hear so erroneous a report concerning the
occasion of our coming."
"The shoemaker of my steward brought him the intelligence together with
a pair of mended boots; he saw you at the tavern in the town, and grew
suspicious because of your questions."
"He has exercised more ingenuity than was called for by our harmless
questions," answered the Professor. "And yet he was not altogether
wrong."
"Then there is something in it," interrupted the Proprietor, gloomily;
"in that case I must beg you, gentlemen, not to trouble yourselves or
me further. I have no time for such nonsense."
"First of all, have the goodness to hear us before so curtly
withdrawing your hospitality," replied the Professor, calmly. "We have
come with no other aim than to impart to you something concerning the
importance of which you may yourself decide. And not only we, but
others, might reproach you if you refused our request without taking it
into consideration. The matter concerns you more than us."
"Of course," said the host, "we are acquainted with this style of
speech."
"Not quite," continued the Professor; "there is a difference according
to who uses it, and to what purpose."
"Well, then, in the devil's name, speak, but be clear," exclaimed the
Proprietor, impatiently.
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