Part 11 (2/2)
His subjects might discuss matters with the King when he was drunk, but when sober Augustus had his will, and _only one word_.
This expedition, following, as it did, closely on the ball, seemed to Hoym very suspicious. He knew the King, the court, and all that was pa.s.sing there, and he was convinced that he was being sent away so that he might not prove an obstacle to the monarch's wishes, and that Augustus might be left at liberty to court his wife. Still he could do nothing to prevent it. He had no friends; he could not even trust his own sister. He felt that all the court was against him.
On returning home, he threw the papers on the table, tore his dress, then, throwing open the door with a great noise, rushed like a madman into his wife's apartment.
She was alone. He looked at her inquisitively, and at even the smallest objects surrounding her. Anger was depicted on his pale features. Anna looked up at him calmly. She was accustomed to such scenes.
”You can rejoice, madam,” he exclaimed. ”I was fool enough to bring you here, and now they will do with me as they please. I am an obstacle in the King's path, therefore His Majesty sends me away. I leave here in an hour, then you will be left alone.”
”And what do you mean by all this, if you please?” inquired the Countess contemptuously. ”Do you require a troop of guards to defend my honour?”
”No. But I think that my presence would at least restrain their effrontery,” shouted Hoym. ”They would not send me away were I not an obstacle to them. In all this I see the finger of dear Furstenberg, who laughed ironically as he paid me that thousand ducats. I know that he has received ten thousand from the King for his brilliant idea of bringing you here.”
”Hoym!” exclaimed Anna, rising, ”enough of these insults. Go! Go! Do what you please, only leave me in peace. I can protect myself.”
Hoym was silent; his face grew gloomy, for the hands of the clock announced the hour of his departure.
”I do not need to warn you,” he said. ”You know all that may happen to you here. But one thing I must tell you, I will not endure any shame.
Others may be indulgent--I cannot be!”
”I have not sunk so low as those ladies,” said Anna, interrupting him.
”I shall not betray you, because in so doing I should humiliate myself.
Should you make my life yet more unendurable, I shall leave you openly.”
Hoym said nothing further. He hesitated for a moment, but a rap was heard at the door. It was the King's messenger come to remind him of the hour of departure.
In the castle the occupants were watching for Hoym to cross the bridge.
According to a pre-arranged plan, Countess Reuss was to invite Anna to her palace, there the King could journey incognito. Countess Vitzthum was immediately despatched to accomplish this mission secretly, but Anna refused. It was in vain that the Countess strove to prove to her that none would know of her visit; her sister-in-law guessed their plans, and told her so.
”You are too intelligent,” laughed Countess Vitzthum, ”for me to try to conceal the truth from you. It is possible that the King may wish to become better acquainted with you, and that knowing everything, he might call at Countess Reuss's castle. But what would you do should he, in order to satisfy his curiosity, call on you here? You could not shut the door on the King. Would it be more seemly for him to spend a few hours alone with you in your own home?”
”But the King would not do such a thing. He would not cast a shadow on my reputation!”
”Everything is possible for him to do. He is wearied and curious, and he cannot endure any resistance to his will. The women have taught him despotism by their submission. If you do not accept the Countess Reuss's invitation, the King will certainly come here.”
”How do you know this?”
”I do not know anything,” said the Countess Vitzthum, laughing, ”but I know our lord perfectly. I remember a certain evening in my own life,”
she added, sighing.
Anna wrung her hands.
”Then it is necessary to be armed here, as on the road, against highway robbers! I will find a pistol and dagger!”
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