"But you wouldn't have listened to such persuasions if my fault hadn't blinded your eyes." She turned suddenly to me, who had been standing all the while aloof, and stretched out her hands towards me, her eyes filled with tears.
"Yet," said she, "your wife knows, and still loves me, Fritz." "She should be no wife of mine, if she didn't," I cried.

"For I and all of mine ask no better than to die for your Majesty." "She knows, and yet she loves me," repeated the queen.

I loved to see that she seemed to find comfort in Helga's love.

It is women to whom women turn, and women whom women fear.
"But Helga writes no letters," said the queen.
"Why, no," said I, and I smiled a grim smile.

Well, Rudolf Rassendyll had never wooed my wife.
She rose, saying: "Come, let us go to the palace." As she rose, Rischenheim made a quick impulsive step towards her.
"Well, my lord," said she, turning towards him, "will you also go with me ?" "Lieutenant von Bernenstein will take care--" I began.