“I am sorry,” said the stranger, “to break in upon you thus unseasonably”
Here the Baron interrupted him with a world of compliments and greetings; for, to tell the truth, he prided himself upon his courtesy and his eloquence. The stranger attempted, once or twice, to stem the torrent of words, but in vain; so he bowed his head and suffered it to flow on. By the time the Baron had come to a pause they had reached the inner court of the castle; and the stranger was again about to speak, when he was once more interrupted by the appearance of the female part of the family, leading forth the shrinking and blushing bride.
He gazed on her for a moment as one entranced; it seemed as if his whole soul beamed forth in the gaze, and rested upon that lovely form. One of the maiden aunts whispered something in her ear; she made an effort to speak; her. Moist blue eye was timidly raised, gave a shy glance of inquiry on the stranger, and was cast again to the ground. The words died away; but there was a sweet smile playing about her lips, and a soft dimpling of the cheek, that showed her glance had not lutein unsatisfactory. It was impossible for a girl of the fond age of eighteen, highly predisposed for love and matrimony, not to be pleased with so gallant a cavalier.
Time for parley
The late hour at which the guest had arrived left no time for parley.
I lie Baron was peremptory, and deferred all particular conversation until the morning, and led the way to the untasted banquet.
It was served up in the great hall of the castle. Around the walls lung the hard-favored portraits of the heroes of the house of Katzenrllcnbogen, and the trophies which they had gained in the field and in (lie chase. Hacked corselets, splintered jousting spears, and tattered liners were mingled with the spoils of sylvan warfare: the jaws of the wool, I and the tusks of the boar grinned horribly among crossbows, and a huge pair of antlers branched immediately over the In .iiI of the youthful bridegroom.
I have cavalier took but little notice of the company or the entertain- iiu iil. He scarcely tasted the banquet, but seemed absorbed in admiration of his bride. He conversed in a low tone, that could not be overheard for the language of love is never loud; but where is the female ‘a i HO dull that it cannot catch the softest whisper of the lover?
There is a mingled tenderness and gravity in his manner that appeared to have a powerful effect upon the young lady. Her color came and went, as she listened with deep attention. Now and then she made Home blushing reply, and when ftis eye was turned away she would Hlnil a sidelong glance at his romantic countenance, and heave a gentle nigh of tender happiness. It was evident that the young couple were completely enamored. The aunts, who were deeply versed in the mysteries of the heart, declared that they had fallen in love with each oilier at first sight.
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