Yet
the fear is always upon me that, failing to show him as he was, I
may fail also in gaining an understanding of how he wrought on
us, one and all, till his cause became in all things the right,
and to seat him where he should be our highest duty and our
nearest wish. For he said little, and that straight to the
purpose; no high-flown words of his live in my memory. And he
asked nothing for himself. Yet his speech and his eyes went
straight to men's hearts and women's, so that they held their
lives in an eager attendance on his bidding. Do I rave? Then Sapt
was a raver too, for Sapt was foremost in the business.
At ten minutes to eight o'clock, young Bernenstein, very
admirably and smartly accoutred, took his stand outside the main
entrance of the castle. He wore a confident air that became
almost a swagger as he strolled to and fro past the motionless
sentries. He had not long to wait. On the stroke of eight a
gentleman, well-horsed but entirely unattended, rode up the
carriage drive. Bernenstein, crying "Ah, it is the count!" ran to
meet him. Rischenheim dismounted, holding out his hand to the
young officer.
"My dear Bernenstein!" said he, for they were acquainted with one
another.
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