In case the place has really been robbed, you must let me get what you require.

Nobody is looking after you and you stand sorely in need of good care.

I am quite sure that your mother would like me to look after you.

Do you not think so ?" "I do," the Baron replied smilingly, "and I feel that I ought to be obedient." After these words Mrs.Maxa took her leave and rapidly walked down the mountain.
She unexpectedly entered Apollonie's garden while the latter was working there, and immediately described to her the terrible state of things at the castle.

She had always believed that the Baron would find it home-like and furnished, and now everything was gone, and he had not even a bed to sleep in, but was obliged to spend both day and night in his chair.
Apollonie had been wringing her hands all the time and broke out at last bitterly, "How could I have foreseen that?
Oh, what a Turk, what a savage, what an old heathen that miserable Trius is," she sobbed, full of rage and grief.