French -- Germany -- Fiction; French fiction -- Translations into English; Mystery fiction; Nobility -- Germany -- Fiction
"You must learn. You will ride with Kessel, a marvellous horseman. Of
course you must come to lunch at the Legation. I have a weird little
sketch by Poiret, of which you must give me news. You will see it when I
get back in ten days' time. You leave before me as you are expected as
soon as possible. If you catch the 10 P.M. the day after tomorrow, you
will be in Lautenburg about nine on Sunday morning."
"Very well," I said.
"Very well. Remember me gratefully to the Grand Duke, and convey my
respectful homage to Her Highness the Grand Duchess. Oh, Heavens! What
am I forgetting!"
He rose, and took a sealed envelope from his wallet.
"The Grand Chamberlain, Herr von Soldau, asked me to give you this," he
said discreetly. "Travelling expenses. Good-bye and good luck. Excuse
me, Madame Mazerat. I am now _entirely_ at your service."
* * * * * *
I had never spent a penny on a cab in Paris, except when luggage made
one necessary going on or returning from holidays. As soon as I came
out, however, I took one straight to my lodgings, so great was my haste
to see what was inside that envelope I dared not open in the street.
Indeed, I soon began to feel the benefits that accrue from the society
of the great. "The Herr Tutor," ran a document, with the heading of the
Ducal chancery, "will please find within the first quarter's salary and
a thousand marks for travelling expenses." Three thousand five hundred
marks accompanied this pleasant invitation.
Four thousand francs and more! I, who had entered Paris only the day
before without knowing what I should have to live on in a week's time,
possessed four thousand francs and more!
My call on M. Thierry was on my mind, and I decided to get it over at
once, telling him I should be leaving the next day.
I found him in his room.
"I can see by your face," he said, "that everything is going well with
you. I am glad of it, as perhaps I have alarmed you unnecessarily. When
do you start?"
"Tomorrow," I said.
"So this is your last visit, dear boy. What can I say to you? I am sure
you will carry out your pedagogic functions admirably. Don't forget the
great maxim of Pascal's father: 'Try to keep your pupil ever worthy of
his task.' That principle cannot be observed by the ordinary
schoolmaster who has to address himself to the average of a class. But
when you are dealing with a single pupil you can, and should, apply it."
The splendid old man then gave me some suggestions as to the choice of
books in preparing my courses of study. He insisted on my taking his
_History of German Literature_, which I was to find extremely valuable
on many occasions at Lautenburg.
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