"
He held himself upright as a dart, but was infinitely annoyed by the
little mocking bow and smile that he received in return, as Sir
Kasimir, with his long mantle, swept out of the apartment, attended
by Master Gottfried.
"Burgomaster Sorel," said the boy, standing in the middle of the
floor as his uncle returned, "let me hear whether I am a person of
any consideration in this family or not?"
"Nephew baron," quietly replied Master Gottfried, "it is not the use
of us Germans to be dictated to by youths not yet arrived at years of
discretion."
"Then, mother," said Ebbo, "we leave this place to-morrow morn." And
at her nod of assent the house-father looked deeply grieved, the
house-mother began to clamour about ingratitude. "Not so," answered
Ebbo, fiercely. "We quit the house as poor as we came, in homespun
and with the old mare."
"Peace, Ebbo!" said his mother, rising; "peace, I entreat, house-
mother! pardon, uncle, I pray thee. O, why will not all who love me
let me follow that which I believe to be best!"
"Child," said her uncle, "I cannot see thee domineered over by a
youth whose whole conduct shows his need of restraint.
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