Knowing as she did that Ebbo's admiration was apt to be
enthusiastic, and might now be rendered the more fervent by fever and
solitude, she was still at a loss to understand his dazzled,
fascinated state.
When Heinz entered, bringing the castle key, which was always laid
under the Baron's pillow, Ebbo made a movement with his hand that
surprised them both, as if to send it elsewhere--then muttered, "No,
no, not till he reveals himself," and asked, "Where sleeps the
guest?"
"In the grandmother's room, which we fitted for a guest-chamber,
little thinking who our first would be," said his mother.
"Never fear, lady; we will have a care to him," said Heinz, somewhat
grimly.
"Yes, have a care," said Ebbo, wearily; "and take care all due honour
is shown to him! Good night, Heinz."
"Gracious lady," said Heinz, when by a sign he had intimated to her
his desire of speaking with her unobserved by the Baron, "never fear;
I know who the fellow is as well as you do. I shall be at the foot
of the stairs, and woe to whoever tries to step up them past me.
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