The Goose Girl eBook

Harold MacGrath
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 251 pages of information about The Goose Girl.

The Goose Girl eBook

Harold MacGrath
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 251 pages of information about The Goose Girl.

March hares!  They were Solons as compared with his own futile madness.  But it was different now.  She was to marry the king of Jugendheit; it was in the order of things that he ride alone.  He knew that court etiquette demanded the isolation of the Princess Hildegarde from male escort other than that formally provided.  The two soldiers detailed to act as her grooms or bodyguards were not, of course, to be considered.  So, of the morning, he went down to the military field to watch the maneuvers, which were drawing to a close; or rode out to the frontier, or took the side road to Eissen, where the summer palaces were.  But it was all dreary; the zest of living had somehow dropped out of things.

The road to Eissen began about six miles north of the base of the Dreiberg mountain.  It swerved to the east.  As Carmichael reached the fork his horse began to limp.  He jumped down and removed the stone.  It was then that he heard the far-off mutter of hoofs.  Coming along the road from Eissen were a trio of riders.  Carmichael laughed weakly.

“I swear to Heaven that this is no fault of mine!”

Should he mount and be off before she made the turn?  Bah!  It was an accident; he would make the most of it.  The bodyguard could easily vindicate him, in any event.  He remounted and waited.

She came in full flight, rosy, radiant, as lovely as Diana.  Carmichael swung his cap boyishly; and there was a swirl of dust as she drew up.

“Good morning, Herr Carmichael!”

“Good morning, your Highness!”

“Which way have you been riding?”

“Toward Jugendheit.”

“And you are returning?” With a short nod of her head she signaled for the two soldiers to fall back.

The two looked at each other embarrassedly.

“Pardon, Highness,” said one of them, “but the orders of the duke will not permit us to leave you.  There have been thieves along the road of late.”

Thieves?  This was the first time Carmichael had heard of it.  The real significance of the maneuver escaped him; but her highness was not fooled.

“Very well,” she replied.  “One of you ride forward and one of you take the rear.”  Then she spoke to Carmichael in English.

The soldiers shrugged.  To them it did not matter what language her highness adopted so long as they obeyed the letter of the duke’s instructions.  The little cavalcade directed its course toward the city.

“You have not been riding of late,” she said.

Then she had missed him.  Carmichael’s heart expanded.  To be missed is to be regretted, and one regrets only those in whom one is interested.

“I have ridden the same as usual, your Highness; only I have taken this road for a change.”

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