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"Then speak."
"Flemming has shown me an order from the King, saying that you are to leave Dresden and go to Pillnitz. I think it will be better for you; it will be more agreeable for you than to see--"
Tears dimmed her eyes.
"It is so hard! so very hard!" said she softly. "I know that you are my friend, and I can tell you that you have no idea what an effort it will cost me. Have you seen the King's order? Do they not lie?"
"Yes, I have seen it!"
She flushed, and then grew angry.
"They do not know me!" she exclaimed. "They will tease me until they arouse a fearful vengeance within me. They are mistaken in thinking that I shall respect the man who thinks that the crown gives him the right to scoff at sentiment."
Haxthausen listened in silence.
"And all this," she continued, "I have to suffer for such a woman as that Denhoff, who has already had several lovers. They wished to abase the King that they gave him such a woman as that."
She began to weep.
"Could I have expected this?" said she, sobbing. "He swore that I had his heart, he did not hesitate to give up everything for me, and I believed him; I was sure of the future. Three children unite us, he loved them, he acknowledged them; he was not ashamed of his love for me. I was faithful to him. I tried to please him in everything. I served him like a slave. And to-day, after so many years, I have to remain alone, driven out without a word of good-bye, without a word of sympathy. Alas! that man has my heart."
In such pa.s.sionate outbursts half an hour pa.s.sed; at length she sank on the sofa exhausted.
"Madam," said Haxthausen, "your anger is justifiable, but at present you must be patient and cautious, so that you may not shut the door to a return. You know how changeable the King is; you must win him back, but you must be patient."
"Then give me your advice, my good friend," said Anna.
"Will you allow me to speak frankly?"
"Yes!"
"Flemming is better disposed to you than formerly. You must try and keep him in that frame of mind. Everything is changed at Court. You might be useful to him. If you act quietly now, the King will be grateful to you. They are continually frightening him by saying that you threatened to kill him. The King is afraid, and Denhoff will not venture to start for Dresden, being afraid for her life. As long as the King thinks that you are excited he will not venture near you. The best way, therefore, is to show that you are not vehement. Countess Konigsmark has preserved her friendly relations with the King. Princess Teschen was not driven from Dresden, while Esterle, by her obstinacy, has closed the entrance to the palace to herself for ever."
"How dare you give me such examples!" exclaimed Cosel. "Esterle, Konigsmark, Teschen, were the King's mistresses, while I am his wife!
You must not compare me with them."
Haxthausen was silent.
"Still, you are right," she continued; "I must not make him angry. I will go to-morrow."
The envoy was about to depart with the good news, when Cosel broke forth again,--
"They would not dare force me! The King himself would not dare do that!
It cannot be!"
Haxthausen tried to persuade her to be submissive, but no sooner had she agreed to follow his advice than she was again bent on resistance.
Three or four times she changed her mind. Finally she said,--
"I will not go! Let them use force if they dare!"
"Pray think it over! What shall I tell Flemming!"
"Tell him I do not wish to go!"
The Baron returned to the General, and told him of his conversation with Cosel.
Flemming was sorry he was obliged to use force: he went to her. She received him haughtily.
"You place me in a most awkward position," said he, "for I wished to save you unpleasantness. I have kept back the King's order for several days; now I bring it to you personally. Should you refuse to obey it, I shall be grieved, but I shall be compelled to force you to submit to it. The King does not wish to meet you in Dresden."
Looking from the window, Cosel saw a detachment of dragoons standing before her house. Her black eyes gleamed angrily, but she kept her anger under control.
She glanced at the letter.
"I am going at once," said she; "you can trust my word."
Flemming bowed and departed; the dragoons followed him.
An hour later, Cosel, hidden in a carriage, was journeying towards Pillnitz.
A few days later she had disappeared; she was on the road to Warsaw.
Letters were immediately dispatched in great haste to Countess Przebendowska, notifying her of the danger.
Cosel's arrival would change their well-played comedy into a drama. The King was already in love, or rather entangled by those ladies, and they determined to act at once, in order to avoid danger. When the King came to see Countess Denhoff, he found her dressed in black, and weeping.
"What ails you, my beautiful lady?" he inquired solicitously, at the same time kissing her beautiful hands.
"Your Majesty," said Denhoff, "I am threatened by a great danger. I should not mind death, were I persuaded that your Majesty loves me; but, alas! they wish to take my life from me, together with your Majesty's heart. Cosel is coming to Warsaw; perhaps she is already here. Perhaps your Majesty has come to tell me that I must yield to my rival."
"From whence did you receive such news?" inquired the King in surprise.
"Still, let Cosel come; your triumph over her will then be more complete."
"No! no!" exclaimed Denhoff. "If she comes, I leave Warsaw."
The mother was listening at the door, waiting for an agreed signal to enter. Marie coughed, the door opened, and the Countess entered. She appeared much surprised at seeing the King.
"I am glad you are come," said Augustus. "You must help me to quiet your daughter."
"Why, what is the matter?" rejoined the mother, still pretending to be surprised.
The King repeated what Countess Denhoff had just told him. The mother listened, looking in wonder, now at her daughter, now at Augustus.
"I do not wonder that Marie is afraid," said she. "Every one knows of Cosel's threats, and how impetuous she is."
"Well," interrupted Augustus, "it is very easy to settle matters. If you wish, I will order Cosel to be sent back to Dresden."
The old lady replied to this with exclamations of grat.i.tude.