ICH. "'Yes, Lieutenant or Ensign in the Guards.'

KING. "'In the Guards? [COUNTING ON HIS FINGERS.] You are right:
he was Lieutenant in the Guards. I am very glad the Estate is still
in the hands of the Knesebecks.--Na, tell me though, the road that
mounts up here goes to Ruppin, and here to the left is the grand
road for Hamburg?'

ICH. "'Ja, your Majesty.'

KING. "'Do you know how long it is since I was here last?'

ICH. "'No.'

KING. "'It is three-and-forty years. Cannot I see Ruppin
somewhere here?'

ICH. "'Yes, your Majesty: the steeple rising there over the firs,
that is Ruppin.'

KING (leaning out of the carriage with his prospect-glass).
"'Ja, ja, that is it, I know it yet. Can I see Drammitz hereabouts?'

ICH. "'No, your Majesty: Drammitz lies too far to the left, close
on Kiritz.'

KING. "'Sha'n't we see it, when we come closer?'

ICH. "'Maybe, about Neustadt; but I am not sure.'