“How do you know,” she asked wildly, “that they will not protect you in your rights?  If, as is becoming, you approach the Elector humbly with your petition, how do you know that it will be thrown aside or answered by a refusal to listen to you?”

“Very well!” answered Kohlhaas; “if my fears on the subject are unfounded, my house isn’t sold yet, either.  The Elector himself is just, I know, and if I can only succeed in getting past those who surround him and in reaching his person, I do not doubt that I shall secure justice, and that, before the week is out, I shall return joyfully home again to you and my old trade.  In that case I would gladly stay with you,” he added, kissing her, “until the end of my life!  But it is advisable,” he continued, “to be prepared for any emergency, and for that reason I should like you, if it is possible, to go away for a while with the children to your aunt in Schwerin, whom, moreover, you have, for some time, been intending to visit!”

“What!” cried the housewife; “I am to go to Schwerin—­to go across the frontier with the children to my aunt in Schwerin?” Terror choked her words.

“Certainly,” answered Kohlhaas, “and, if possible, right away, so that I may not be hindered by any family considerations in the steps I intend to take in my suit.”

“Oh, I understand you!” she cried.  “You now need nothing but weapons and horses; whoever will may take everything else!” With this she turned away and, in tears, flung herself down on a chair.

Kohlhaas exclaimed in alarm, “Dearest Lisbeth, what are you doing?  God has blessed me with wife and children and worldly goods; am I today for the first time to wish that it were otherwise?” He sat down gently beside his wife, who at these words had flushed up and fallen on his neck.  “Tell me!” said he, smoothing the curls away from her forehead.  “What shall I do?  Shall I give up my case?  Do you wish me to go to Tronka Castle, beg the knight to restore the horses to me, mount and ride them back home?”

Lisbeth did not dare to cry out, “Yes, yes, yes!” She shook her head, weeping, and, clasping him close, kissed him passionately.

“Well, then,” cried Kohlhaas, “if you feel that, in case I am to continue my trade, justice must be done me, do not deny me the liberty which I must have in order to procure it!”

With that he stood up and said to the groom who had come to tell him that the chestnut horse was saddled, “To-morrow the bay horses must be harnessed up to take my wife to Schwerin.”  Lisbeth said that she had an idea!  She rose, wiped the tears from her eyes, and, going over to the desk where he had seated himself, asked him if he would give her the petition and let her go to Berlin in his stead and hand it to the Elector.  For more reasons than one Kohlhaas was deeply moved by this change of attitude.  He drew her down on his lap, and said, “Dearest wife, that is hardly practicable.  The sovereign is surrounded by a great many people; whoever wishes to approach him is exposed to many annoyances.”