With her son upon her arm, Anna majestically advanced to the centre of the hall, and, lifting up the child, said: "Behold your emperor!
Respect and reverence for your illustrious master! Upon your knees in the presence of your emperor!"It was as if all, servants, attendants, and generals, had been struck with a magic wand. They all fell upon their knees, and bowed their heads to the earth--venal slaves, one word from their ruler sufficed to set them all grovelling in the dust!
With a proud smile Anna enjoyed this triumph. Near her stood the prince, the father of the emperor, with rage and shame in his heart.
"Long live the emperor!" resounded from all lips, and the child Ivan, Emperor of all the Russias, screeched for joy at the noise and at the splendor of the assemblage.
"Long live our noble regent, Anna Leopoldowna!" now loudly cried Julia von Mengden.
Like a thundering cry of jubilation it was instantly echoed through the hall.
The generals were the first to join in this enthusiastic /viva!/A quarter of an hour later the generals were permitted to retire, and the emperor was reconveyed to his apartments.
Anna Leopoldowna remained alone with her husband and the newly-married pair, who had retreated to the recess of a window and were whispering together.
Anna now turned to her husband, and, with cutting coldness in her tone, said:
"You must understand, my husband, that I am very generous. It was in my power to arrest you as a traitor, but I preferred to shame you, because you, unhappily, are the father of my child.""You think, then," asked the prince, with a scornful smile, "that Ishall take the buffoonery you have just had played before us for truth?""That, my prince, must wholly depend upon your own good pleasure. But for the present I must request you to retire to your own apartments! Ifeel myself much moved and exhausted, and have also to prepare some secret dispatches for Count Lynar to take with him in his journey.""Count Lynar is, then, to leave us?" quickly asked the prince, in an evidently more friendly tone.
"Yes," said Anna, "he leaves us for some weeks to visit the estate in Liefland which I have given to Julia as a bridal present, and to make there the necessary preparations for the proper reception of his wife."Julia clasped the hands of her mistress, and bathed them with tears of joy and gratitude.
"Anna," whispered Prince Ulrich, "I did you wrong. Pardon me."Anna coldly responded: "I will pardon you if you will be generous enough to allow me a little repose."The prince silently and respectfully withdrew.
Anna finally, left alone with her lover and her favorite, sank exhausted upon a divan.
"Close the doors, Julia, that no one may surprise us," she faintly murmured. "I will take leave. Oh, I would be left for at least a quarter of an hour undisturbed in my unhappiness.""Then it is quite true that you intend to drive me away?" asked Count Lynar, kneeling and clasping her hands. "You are determined to send me into banishment?"Anna gave him a glance of tenderness.
"No," said she, "I will send myself into banishment, for I shall not see you dearest. But I felt that this sacrifice was necessary. Julia has sacrificed herself for us. With another love in her heart, she has magnanimously thrown away her ******* and given up her maiden love for the promotion of our happiness. We owe it to her to preserve her honor untarnished, that the calumnious crowd may not pry into the motives of her generous act. For Julia's sake, the world must and shall believe that she is in fact your wife, and that it was love that united you.
We must, therefore, preserve appearances, and you must conduct your wife to your estate in triumph. Decency requires it, and we cannot disregard its requirements.""Princess Anna is in the right," said Julia; "you must absent yourself for a few weeks--not for my sake, who little desire any such triumph, but that the world may believe the tale, and no longer suspect my princess."It was a sweetly painful hour--a farewell so tearful, and yet so full of deeply-felt happiness. On that very night was the count to commence his journey to Liefland and Warsaw. As they wished to make no secret of the marriage, the count needed the consent of his court and his family.
Anna provided him with letters and passports. The best and fairest of the estates of the crown in Liefland was assigned to Julia as a bridal present, and the count was furnished with the proper documents to enable him to take possession of it.
And finally came the parting moment! For the last time they lay in each other's arms; they mutually swore eternal love, unconquerable fidelity--all that a loving couple could swear!
Tearing himself from her embrace, he rushed to the door.
Anna stretches out her arms toward him, her brow is pallid, her eyes fixed. The door opens, he turns for one last look, and nods a farewell. Ah, with her last glance she would forever enchain that noble and beautiful face--with her extended arms she would forever retain that majestic form.
"Farewell, Anna, farewell!"
The door closes behind him--he is gone!
A cold shudder convulsed Anna's form, a bodeful fear took possession of her mind. It lay upon her heart like a dark mourning-veil.
"I shall never, never see him again!" she shrieked, sinking unconscious into Julia's arms.
