Two eggs were not more like! The reason of the Margrave's horrid suspicion at once flashed across his friend's mind.
"'Tis clear as the staff of a pike," said the poor Margrave, mournfully.
"Come, brother, away from the scene; let us go play a game at cribbage!" and retiring to the Margravine's boudoir, the two warriors sat down to the game.
But though 'tis an interesting one, and though the Margrave won, yet he could not keep his attention on the cards: so agitated was his mind by the dreadful secret which weighed upon it.

In the midst of their play, the obsequious Gottfried came to whisper a word in his patron's ear, which threw the latter into such a fury, that apoplexy was apprehended by the two lookers-on.

But the Margrave mastered his emotion.

"AT WHAT TIME, did you say ?" said he to Gottfried.
"At daybreak, at the outer gate." "I will be there." "AND SO WILL I TOO," thought Count Ludwig, the good Knight of Hombourg..