but the apples are good! All the old trees in the hill-garden stand
in full splendor: I've brought them into condition! Two years ago
there was not, on all the trees together, a bushel of fruit. But I
had all the horses which had to be bled led under the trees, and
had the warm blood sprinkled upon the roots; this happened several
times, and it has been a real inoculation for life."

"The wind is certainly favorable," said Otto, whom this
conversation began to weary.

"No, just the contrary!" said the Kammerjunker. "The vane upon the
little house yonder lies; it points always to Nyborg, always shows
a good wind for us when we want to leave. In Nyborg is also a vane,
which stands even as firmly as this, and prates to the folk there
of good wind. I regard both vanes as a kind of guide-post, which
merely says, There goes the way! No, if we had had a wind I should
have gone with the boat, and not with the little splashing thing,
as the seamen call the steamboat. The carriage is doubtless
awaiting the young gentleman in Nyborg?" pursued he. "I will join
company with you--my brown horse waits for me at Schalburg. You
should see him! He has sinews like steel springs, and legs like a
dancing-master! He is my own brown."

"No one knows that we are coming," answered Wilhelm. "We shall,
therefore, take a carriage from Nyborg."

"We will join company," said the Kammerjunker, "and then you will
pay me a visit with the young gentleman. You shall sleep in the
black chamber! Yes, you will give me the pleasure?" said he to
Otto. "If you are a lover of the antique, my estate will afford you