CHAPTER V.A SECRET CAPTAIN.
The king looked long after her in silence; at first with an expression of deep pity, but this soon gave place to a gay, mocking smile.
"She is not a woman to take sorrow earnestly.

When mourning no longer becomes her, she will lay it aside for the rosy robes of joy.

She is a coquette, nothing more.

It is useless to pity her." He now stepped upon the balcony that overlooked the saloon, and glanced furtively from behind the curtains upon the gay assembly below.
"Poor, foolish mankind! how wise you might be, if you were not so very childish--if you did not seek joy and happiness precisely where it is not to be found! But how is this ?" said the king, interrupting himself, "those two giant forms at the side of the little Armenians are certainly Barons Kalkreuth and Kaphengst, and that is my brother with them.

Poor Henry! you have made a bad use of your freedom, and must, therefore, soon lose it.