A Tramp Abroad — Volume 03 by Mark Twain
page 52 of 80 (65%)
page 52 of 80 (65%)
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"The lord Ulrich?"
"Yes--if you will be so good." The stranger called--"Wilhelm!" A young serving-man came, and the stranger said to him: "Is there a lord Ulrich among the guests?" "I know none of the name, so please your honor." Conrad said, hesitatingly: "I did not mean a guest, but the lord of the castle, sir." The stranger and the servant exchanged wondering glances. Then the former said: "I am the lord of the castle." "Since when, sir?" "Since the death of my father, the good lord Ulrich more than forty years ago." Conrad sank upon a bench and covered his face with his hands while he rocked his body to and fro and moaned. The stranger said in a low voice to the servant: "I fear me this poor old creature is mad. Call some one." |
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