He
pacified himself, however, with the conclusion that it must have
been youthful impatience which had induced him thus to spur on
sooner than his attendants.
"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 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 been
unsatisfactory.
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