"Prinz Eugen, der edle Ritter."
It was the evening of the haupt-probe, a fine moonlight night in the middle of May-a month since I had come to Elberthal, and it seemed so much, so very much more.
To my astonishment-and far from agreeable astonishment-Anna Sartorius informed me of her intention to accompany me to the probe. I put objections in