All the same, his Excellency von Knobelsdorff keeps him self accurately posted in all your goings-on."
"Knobelsdorff?"
"Knobelsdorff."
Klaus Heinrich was silent; then asked: "And what is Baron Knobelsdorff's attitude towards what he learns?"
"Well, the old gentleman hasn't yet had a chance of interfering in the developments."
"But public opinion?—the people?"
"The people of course hold their breath."
"And you, you yourself, my dear Doctor Ueberbein?"
"I'm waiting for the tureen-lid," answered the doctor.
"No!" cried Klaus Heinrich joyfully. "No, there'll be no tureen-lid this time, Doctor Ueberbein, for I am happy, oh so happy, whatever happens—can you understand? You taught me that happiness was no concern of mine, and you pulled me up short when I tried to come by it; and right thankful I was to you for doing so, for it was horrible, and I shall never forget it. But this is no case of high jinks at a citizens' dance, which leave one humiliated and heavy at heart; this is no breaking out and running off the rails and humiliation! For can't you see that she of whom we are speaking belongs neither to the citizens' dance, nor to the aristocratic 'Pheasants,' nor to anything in the world but to me—that she is a Princess, Doctor Ueberbein, and as good as me, and there can be no question here of a tureen-lid? You have taught me that it is silly to maintain that we're all only ordinary men, and hopeless for me to act as if we were, and that the happiness I would gain by doing so is forbidden to me and must bring me to shame in the end. But this is not that silly and forbidden happiness. It is my first taste of the happiness which is allowed me, and which I may hope for, Doctor Ueberbein, and yield myself to without misgiving, whatever comes of it.…"
