The Price He Paid — page 47: what you’re looking at

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38 , A PLAIN TALK. Evidently Baron von Raven was not disposed to glory in the role of benefactor and deliverer, though to these relatives of his he had really acted as both. He treated the matter altogether from a business point of view. “T will do allin my power to meet your wishes,” declared Madame von Harder, following her brother-in-law’s example as he rose and went up to the window. He addressed afew rather indifferent questions to her, asking whether the arrangement of the rooms was to her taste, whether she received proper attendance and had all she required, but he hardly listened to the torrent of words with which the lady assured him that everything was charming—de- h¢htful! His attention was fixed on a very different object. Just under the window of that boudoir was a little garden attached to the doorkeeper’s lodge. In this garden Miss Gabrielle was walking, or rather racing round and round after the doorkeeper’s two children, for the walk had resolved itself into a wild chase at last. When the young lady that morning undertook a short excursion “to see what the place was like,” as she expressed it to her mother, the place itself had but little part in the interest she manifested. She knew that George Winterfeld came daily to the Government-house, and it must be her task therefore to arrange some plan for those frequent meetings which George had declared to be impossible or at best exceedingly difficult. Miss Gabrielle did not adopt this view of the case, and her reconnaissance was now directed to one end and aim, namely, to discover precisely where the baron’s bureaus, in which the young official was employed, were situated. On-her way, how- ever, she fell in with the lodge-keeper’s small seven- year-old boy and his little sister, and quickly made friends with both. The bright, lively children re- turned the young lady’s advances with confiding alacrity, and these new acquaintances soon drove all thoughts of her exploring expedition, and alas! of (E(0) Gomicbooks