The Youth of the Great Elector by L. (Luise) Mühlbach
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forsooth, to send our son away, that he, too, may perchance rebel against
us. It is an abominable thing, which I shall never suffer, and I shall forwith give them my mind on the subject." He stepped up to the great table of carved oak-wood, took from it a silver whistle, and gave a loud shrill call. "Are the deputies from the duchy of Cleves already in the antechamber?" he asked of the servant who appeared. "Yes, your Electoral Highness, they are there." "Let them come in! Be quick!" The lackey stepped back, threw open the folding doors, beckoned into the entrance hall, and with loud voice announced: "The lords of the duchy of Cleves to wait upon his Electoral Highness." Four gentlemen entered, attired in gorgeous, richly embroidered uniforms. They bowed low and most respectfully before the Elector. George William did not acknowledge this reverential greeting by the slightest inclination of his head, but looked with contracted brow and threatening eyes at the envoys, who had now again lifted up their heads, and met with tranquillity and composure the wrathful glances of the lord of the land, while they seemed to await his permission to penetrate farther into the apartment, and to approach him. But this permission the Elector did not accord them. He left them standing like humble dependents near the door, and went toward them with long, |
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