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Count, (aside.) The Duke will so bazardous a game, behind the back never forgive my curiosity.
of the Duchess. If she finds it out, Chamberlain, (aside.) His Highness his disgrace will be terrible! And we will assuredly be extremely angry at shall all suffer from it. The Count my trying to penetrate his secrets. spoke most truly yesterday, when he
Duke. Why, my good Count Stein- said that if one of us fell, all would hausen, my dear Lord Chamberlain, fall together. And to think that that what has come to you? You look as is to be my fate l-that I am to become if you had seen a ghost. Has anyan ex-Grand Chamberlain ! thing extraordinary happened?
Oscar. Why so pensive my Lord Count, (aside.) He said my good Chamberlain ? Are you trying to Count Steinhausen ! Then he is not solve the one great mystery of this angry.
court? Do you think of a clue by Chamberlain, (aside.) My dear which to trace it out? Be frank with Lord Chamberlain, he called me! He me, tell me what you know ! does not take it so ill as I feared. Chamberlain. We had better not
Count. O your Highness! we ac- speak of that. (A side) With him too cidentally met here, and my Lord I must be upon my guard. Chamberlain spoke to me of certain Oscar. Why so? I make it no secret changes in his department, assuredly that I am doing all in my power to only in his department.
discover the whereabouts of the Secret Chamberlain. Certainly, your High Agent, and to renew my acquaintance ness; my conversation with his Ex- with him. cellency related entirely to things in Chamberlain, (frightened.) You my department.
know him then ? Duke, (laughing.) I assure you I Oscar, (laughing.) You are absent have no desire to interrupt your con- of mind, my Lord Chamberlain ; I versation. Au revoir. We shall meet yesterday had the honour to inform again presently, I hope, at the you that I had conversed with him in Duchess's evening reception! My dear the park. Count, in a quarter of an hour I wish to Chamberlain. Ah, true! (Aside) He speak to you in my cabinet. [Goes out. knows nothing.
Count, (aside.) Thank God he does Oscar. A nice gentleman he is. not seem incensed at my having spok- Truth to tell, as far as my uncle's en to his Secret Agent. But how policy goes, I would not have right I was to mistrust the Grand given myself much trouble to find Chamberlain !
him out, but now that he crosses my Chamberlain, (aside.) I shall never own path, I hope soon to discover forget this fright. That Count Stein- him, and to have some serious conhausen — but I am in no frame of versation with him. mind to renew the conversation.
Chamberlain, (absently.) But how Count, (aside.) I have got all I does he cross your path ? want since I know who is the Secret Oscar. Pardon me, my Lord ChamAgent.
berlain, but you really are very ab(Both go to the centre door, and make sent. You yourself told me this many compliments about who shall go morning that there was a love affair out first.)
between the Secret Agent and Princess Chamberlain. I am more at home Eugenie, and as the Princess is to be here than your Excellency.
my wifeCount. I must entreat ;-I know Chamberlain. Good God! The too well what I owe to you.
Princess Eugenie your wife? I knew Chamberlain. Your Excellency must nothing of that! (Aside) The uncle nevertheless take the precedence-I loves his nephew's affianced bride. remain here.
[Count goes out. (Aloud) Shocking! Shocking! (Servants with lights, and ladies and Oscar. Is it not really shocking?
gentlemen of the court, enter through But rest assured that I understand the centre door. The Grand Cham. no joking in this matter. berlain, Count Oscar, members of the Chamberlain. Surely you do not Council, &c.)
mean-? I still am unable to comprehend how Oscar. To call him out? Most that wretched man can dare to play surely I do!
Chamberlain. Your own uncle? rises slowly and with difficulty from Oscar, (smiling.) My uncle ! her seat.)
Chamberlain, (aside.) I had nearly Count. His Highness the Duke combetrayed myself!
missioned me to present this paper to Oscar. Because he arranged the your Highness. marriage ? Pardon me, my Lord Duchess, (screams.) Out of my sight, Chamberlain. My uncle knew nothing ungrateful man! Quit the palace inof any understanding between the stantly, Count Steinhausen, or dread Princess and the Secret Agent. Count my anger! I hate and loathe you! Steinhausen is a man of honour.
(General agitation.) Chamberlain, (aside.) Poor young man! (Aloud) Certainly! (Aside Chamberlain. She knows him alWould that this evening were over! ready. Oscar. The Duchess!
Count. What means this? I imSCENE THE SEVEXTI.
plore your Highness for God's sake to
explain to me - my long services, I The Duchess, (sits down in an arm. think, entitle me to that much. chair.) I am greatly agitated; for Duchess. You want an explanamany years it has not occurred to me tion ? Count, the memory of your to expect anything so anxiously as I former services is completely effaced now do the appearance of the mis- by your latter ones. Yet you have to chievous person who in a few mo thank those former services, that I do ments will come forth from yonder not, here, before the whole court, cabinet. I await him with shudder give that explanation. Begone! all ! ing, as I should a spectre that had all! I would be alone! My Lord long invisibly hovered around us, and Chamberlain, you will remain. that was suddenly to appear.
Chamberlain, (wiping his forehead.) Chamberlain. Does your Highness At your Highness's orders. wish to play at any game ?
Duchess. This I did notexpect, and it Duchess. I thank you. Perhaps has shaken me to the very soul. Such later!
ingratitude! Such treachery! Whom Oscar, (in a low voice to the Cham- can one trust after this! He, whom berlain.) What if we were to play at I honoured with my whole confidence, blindman's buff, and the person caught who knew all my plans, betakes himshall be accepted as the Secret Agent? self to the side of my son, to act I have no patience to wait, and must against me, to injure me there where find somebody on whom to vent my alone I was vulnerable. Everything
is now explained ; yes, he alone was Chamberlain. Jest not so danger- in a position to betray our secrets to ously, I entreat you. (Aside) Unsus the Duke, since he alone was fully acpicious young man !
quainted with them. My strength is Duchess. Count Oscar,
broken, I abandon the contest. My Oscar. Your Highness.
Lord Chamberlain ! Duchess. Where is your uncle ? Chamberlain. A terrible business, Did you come alone ?
your Highness! Who could have Oscar. Yes, your Highness, I dreamed it! thought his Excellency was already Duchess. My prime minister-my here.
son's Secret Agent. Chamberlain, (aside.) Oh that he Chamberlain. Frightful ! may not come! I do so fear his be- Duchess. You knew it, then, my traying himself.
Lord Chamberlain ? Duchess, (aside.) The door opens! Chamberlain. I became aware of it (She turns her face towards the door to-day, in a very singular manner. in so marked a manner that all pre- Duchess. And did not hasten to sent, thinking the Duke is about to make the important communication enter, step aside, and the Grand to me! Chamberlain stations himself behind Chamberlain. I could not believe it ; the Duchess's chair. Count Stein- I doubted the truth of the information, hausen, a paper in his hand, comes I could not venture to report so imslowly out of the cabinet. The Duch- portant a matter to your Highness ess gazes at him with horror, and until I was myself certain.
Duchess. Follow me to my cabinet. thinking about? I assure your Excel
[Both go out. lency I hold it for wisest and best, at
least for some time to come, to keep SCENE THE EIGHTH.
as much as possible in the background Count, (entering cautiously through
Count. In order the better to work the centre door.) I cannot leave the palace. I am beaten, it is true; but if no
from your ambush! I understand. I abandon the field of battle without
Chamberlain. But I do not underanother attempt at resistance, my de
stand your Excellency.
Count. You soon will. Do not imafeat is complete. The Grand Chamberlain has overthrown me, he, the
gine that I so easily abandon the Secret Agent of the Duke. The corn
field to you.. seemed to him to be ripe, and yet I
Chamberlain. To me? suspect he has been in too great a
Count. Yes, to you - Mr Secret hurry to reap. What means did they
Agent. employ to bring about my fall ?-as
Chamberlain. Your Excellency, I yet I know not, but neither do I care.
am astounded! But it can only be I will take my own measures ; in &
your recent misfortune that betrays struggle for existence all means are
you into such extraordinary language; good. I quit not the palace; the
be frank with me. Duchess shall know that the Grand
Count. In what? Chamberlain is her son's Secret Agent.
Chamberlain. It is your intention Ha! here he is !
then to persist in a denial ?
Count. A denial of what ?
Chamberlain. In denying the Duke,
whom you have so well served ; but Chamberlain, (with a paper in his I cannot help laughing-what harm hand, starts back when he sees the can this paper do you? The prime Count.) Your Excellency still here ? minister is dead-long live the prime If her Highness the Duchess comes minister! to know it-her anger !
Count. How so? Count. After what has happened Chamberlain. Certainly it is not this evening, her anger can no longer agreeable to be in disgrace with the affect me.
Duchess, but do you not retain the Chamberlain. May I inquire your fullest favour and confidence of the Excellency's object in remaining here. now really reigning sovereign?
Count. To speak to the Duchess! Count. My Lord Chamberlain, I When she is calm, she cannot refuse will not endure your mockery. I am her prime minister an audience. decided not to quit this place, though
Chamberlain. Her prime minister, I should remain here until to-morrow certainly, but — (he looks over the morning, though I should remain a paper.)
week or a month. There can no "Count. What means your but ? longer be any forbearance between
Chamberlain. I was always frank you and me. I am determined to dewith your Excellency whilst you were clare to her Highness who it is that in favour, and I will be so now in spite has crept into the confidence of the of this terrible disgrace. Read these Duke ; I will prove to her, my Lord lines addressed to the Duke.
Chamberlain, that YOU were the Count, (reads,)“ I find myself mov- Duke's Secret Agent. ed to dismiss the ministry. Whilst Chamberlain. Are you in earnest ? I beg of you, my son, to form anotherWould you stoop to bring so false an I give you my promise henceforward accusation? I the Secret Agent? I not to meddle in any state affairs, should not have expected this from on the sole condition that no member your Excellency! I have not beof the present ministry shall retain trayed you, but the Duchess learned his post." That is clear enough! this very evening, that it is you who Chamberlain. Very clear!
are the Secret Agent. Count. And am I to congratulate Count. I the Secret Agent? Very my Lord Chamberlain on his acces- clever indeed, my Lord Chamberlain, sion to the office of premier ?
- but it will avail you nothing; I will Chamberlain. Me? What are you bring forward the necessary proofs !
SCENE THE TENTH.
perienced old courtier hesitates, and
shyly asks if he may venture to comGeorge, (coming from the Duke's municate her wish to the Duke. "A private apartments.) His Highness is wish !” she exclaims; “ it is my inquiring for my Lord Chamberlain. command! And why announce it to
Chamberlain. Immediately! Where the Duke?" "That the order may is his Highness ?
proceed direct from his Highness," George. He will be in his cabinet is the Chamberlain's reply. The in a few moments. He is speaking Duchess takes the hint: her power is with his Secret Agent.
gone-the game is lost. She is about (George goes out. to depart for her villa, there to sulk at Chamberlain, (in great astonish leisure, but her son gracefully and ment.) With his Secret Agent? affectionately urges her to remain,
Count, (equally astounded.) With and insists that she has freely and willhis Secret Agent ?
ingly given up to him that which he Chamberlain. But it is you who are has in reality won in spite of her his Secret Agent?
utmost opposition. But to the court Count. No, the Secret Agent is and to the whole country the conyourself!
trary shall be made to appear. The Chamberlain. God be good to us! Duchess, despite her somewhat harsh This is worse and worse! So now and imperious character, cannot but there are three Secret Agents! If be touched by this dutiful and friendly things go on in this way, there will conduct on the part of her son, and soon be nothing public left at this perhaps is still more moved by the court. But I must go to his High- advantage of having her retreat cov. ness! (Hurries towards the cabinet.) ered and her discomfiture concealed.
Count. And that paper? It is now So mother and son are again on the all a misunderstanding!
best of terms, and the former conChamberlain. I must deliver it to sents to the union of the Duke and the Duke.
Eugenie. And the departure of the Count, (falling into an arm-chair.)
Secret Agent is announced. He leaves Then I am lost! [Curtain falls. everybody indebted to him and loud
The reader may be told in few in his praise. In a paper left for the words the contents of the fifth, and Duke he spoke with warmth of Count shortest act, in which all things are Steinhausen's long services and fidelsatisfactorily wound up. The best ity, and in consequence of his recomscene in it is between Count Stein- mendation the Duke names the exhausen and his nephew. Oscar bit. premier his master-of-the-horse. Osterly reproaches his uncle with having car, who begs his uncle's pardon, has planned his marriage with a woman also been spoken well of, and receives whom he well knew to be in love with a diplomatic appointment; and the himself.
Grand Chamberlain, who had ordered 1. The Duchess, on learning that she the waterworks to play for the enhas been fighting against a shadow, tertainment of the Secret Agent, is thinks for a moment that she may thanked by the Duke for the attention perhaps again grasp the reins of he had shown to his friend, and aspower-but it is too late. The Duke sured of his favour and goodwill. has lost no time. Agreeably with The termination is as neat and her written request, he has already pointed as the whole play is piquant appointed new ministers, and just as and amusing Our British playthe Duchess inquires of the Grand wrights draw largely on the French Chamberlain if he had delivered her stage; but, when Germany produces memorandum to her son, the sound such comedies as that of Mr Hackof joy-bells is heard, and a military länder, it surely would be worth their band plays in the distance. The for- while to make an occasional foray mation of a popular ministry is the across the Rhine. And, for the sake cause of these demonstrations, which of English playgoers, it is to be hoped jar upon the nerves of the Duchess, that when they do so, the first capwho orders the Chamberlain to put ture they make may be that of “ The an immediate end to them. The ex- Secret Agent."
COLOUR, IN NATURE AND ART.
NATURE is no mere utilitarian. needful for our respiration, there were That so-called utility which regards present some ethereal nectarine eleonly the lower half of human nature,- ment, baffling the analysis of the which cares for bodily wants and pe- chemist, yet revealing its power in cuniary profits, but which ignores the the thrill of exuberant life which it higher emotions from the regulated excites in the human frame,-a true play of whose fountains proceeds all elixir vita, a “ superfluous glory" that is worthy of the name of Joy, added for the sole purpose of prodafinds nothing in the economy of nature cing joy ? Enter the garden, and to support its materialistic exclusive. forthwith the eye is charmed with ness. If the utilitarians had had the the sight of flowers,—the nostrils thrill making of our world, they would with the scents floating on the morndoubtless have made it very fertile ing air,—and peaches and all manand free of weeds, and Quaker-like ner of fruit are there, pleasing both have dressed it in shapes and hues eye and palate far more than utility savouring strongly of the sombre and demands. The very hedgerows, and the useful;—but alas for the beautiful! woody dells of nature's own planting, That cream of life and bloom of na- are full of beauty,-bright and sweet ture, what is it to them? Working with the hawthorn, the sweetbriar, and unseen upon the spirit, and only re- the honeysuckle. Hill and valley vealing itself by the lighting of the meet each other by picturesque gradaeye and the beaming of the counte tion ; and brooks and rivers leap and nance,-exciting an emotion which ran in courses which please all the though brilliant and elevating and more because dissimilar from the recfull of the divine, seems to produce tilinearism of utility. All things pronothing, and rather to lessen men's claim that the Divine Architect, while devotion to materialistic pursuits, amply providing for the wants, has -Utilitarians ignore it, and in the not forgotten the enjoyment, of his world of their own devising, would creatures; and having implanted in the have flung aside flowers as cumberers human soul a yearning after the beauof the ground, and looked upon roses tiful, has surrounded us with a thouas but painted weeds. They
sand objects by whose presence that "Could strip, for aught the prospect yields
yearning may be gratified.
Perhaps the most striking example To them, their verdure from the fields,
of this Divine care for human enjoyAnd take the radiance from the clouds With which the sun his setting shrouds."
ment is to be seen in the lovely mantle
of Colour in which the earth is robed. Not so, however, has acted the Like all things very common, we do Divine Maker. All that is useful is not half prize this robe of beauty which indeed around us, but how much Nature puts on for our gratification. more is there beside? We stroll out It is in such complete harmony with of a morning, and lo! birds are sing. our visual sense, that-like musical ing, and waters murmuring, and the harmony also, when long continued sun is rising with a cool brightness its sweetness fails to impress us if not that makes everything look young, broken at times by a discord. But dancing like dazzling silver on the suppose the case of a man born blind, wavelets of the brook, and filling the and to whom the aspect of the outer skies with a joyous splendour, and world-nay, the very meaning of the the heart with an ethereal merriment. word " colour," has remained a mysWho has not felt, in the bright hours tery until he has reached the years of of all seasons, but especially in the reflection. Fancy such a man's eye radiant days of summer, what the at length released from darkness, and poet has well called
endeavour to imagine his impressions. “ The strange superfluous glory of the air !"
A thrill passes through him as the
coloured beams first rush in, and as if, beside all the combined gases awaken the emotions of a new sense.