The chancellor

Every day, Frigyes Trenk brought a fresh hedgehog bush to his dead sweetheart, pinned it between the bars of the crypt door. It was the beautiful flower of the beautiful Jelvira. She hated the rose because it reminded her of her wedding bouquet. And at that time there were not even roses that bloomed in winter: gardeners knew only centifolia, white, red and its petals, artificially painted for the sake of variety. In contrast, hedgerow gardening is in full swing in every palace. There were hundreds of varieties, in a variety of color compounds, with mirobolant names.-270-

These hedgehogs made Frederick quite gloomy. How hefty, talkative he had been so far, he had become so aloof, so silent from now on.

The chancellor often kept him there for lunch and sat him next to his wife. He was treated like a sick child. He was also taken to the comedy with them. Nothing revealed it.

– This boy must be in love! said Bestuseff.

He kept the secret so well that not even the chancellor knew he was mourning a dear dead man.

But the chancellor already knew.

The Georgian woman, who, as Jelvira’s butler, had paved the way for the whole intrigue of love, was received by the Chancellor after her mistress’s death, and from there she learned all her secrets from Frederick.

After lunch, Frederick and Oettinger went to the Chancellor’s inner room for black coffee, and the other guests, along with the Chancellor, marched to its pipatorium for coffee: the mistress could not tolerate the smoke; for her sake, Frederick and his old house friend, Oettinger, gave up smoking.

Suddenly, only two were left by the boudoir’s coffee table: the Chancellor and Frederick.

(Although the Hungarian etymology would require us to write a chancellor, the facts will prove that the chancellor is exceptionally correct.)

The tall lady was still very beautiful, though she was in her late thirties. He was already the prodigal son of a great teenager, from his first marriage. She was previously the wife of a German merchant. As a Hamburg resident, Bestuseff fell in love with her and married the young widow. Anna Bötticher was a slender, tall, queenly room with classic shapes; carefully preserved delicate complexion, smooth, wrinkled forehead. Through his great self-control, he achieved that the graceful dimples of the face were not transformed into aging wrinkles: neither anger nor devil mood folds.-271-accustomed to the features of the beautiful statue. It was Venus; but with gloved hands.

When they were left alone with Frederick, the beautiful lady spoke in an unusually soft voice.

– Sweet Trenk! I know your pain. I know what you’re suffering from. I see in your heart. You have a dead man who should not be mourned. You will be digested by your stifled tans.

At that word, Frederick escaped unstoppably into his eyes.

And then the dignified Anna leaned over her and kissed that precious book out of her eyes.

With this, he freed the young man to fall on the bosom of this noble compassion, and there he wept for the pains of his soul.

And then he was repeatedly allowed to heal the wounds of his heart in this way.

A flame flares under the iceberg of Aetna.

The German woman, who radiated the queen’s pride, was able to make love with the passion of a Spanish woman. Frederick Trenk soon found what he had lost.

And the hedgehogs no longer migrated to the P … ff family chapel.

But Anna could carry the love intrigue smarter than the knez girl. He was able to avoid any risk.

Bestuseff knew his wife’s strict principles. There was no reason for jealousy, no suspicion. A well-mannered husband is already accustomed to seeing a house friend around him, who accompanies his wife for a walk, entertains him at home, reads poems to him, carries rumors about him from the city, gardens at the ball, and if he has a migraine, his loquat. undertakes. This is a much needed utensil at the house. And if there are two, the better.

The chancellor had more power in the court than her husband. His mind was more than his lord’s. Elizabeth-272-Empress was completely under his influence. He intervened in national politics and understood how to make and break alliances.

He hated Prussians. That was the basic color of his character.

Prussia did not even get into the Moscow court during his reign, apart from the only Frederick Trenk. This was suggested by his ill-fated exile from his own country, that King Frederick did not restitute him as the subject of his special persecution. “Then the court-mende legends of which Frigyes Trenk had a whole storehouse;” loaded with the experiences of Berlin, Potsdam, Charlottenburg. They kept all the doors open to him all the way to the Empress’s boudoir.

He was then given a suitable title by his new protégé. The mistress appointed Frederick as his court chamber junker.

By then, he already had a golden key to open every door. The Empress’s Chamber Junker! In front of such a dignity, the courtiers make a deeper compliment than in front of a minister.

But in addition to this court office, a profession had to be created for Frederick, in which his great studies and bright talents found a worthy job. That, too, has come. The chancellor made Frederick his inner secretary.

And in this position, this twenty-four-year-old has gained full insight into the mysterious machinery of all European politics. He read and drafted the most secret correspondence. And his flame, his studies and his language skills ensured him a great success. In a short time he became an indispensable man to the Chancellor. He worked with tremendous diligence on a set of unsettled matters: he could barely afford time to sleep. And then, to be able to do his job more diligently, a comfortable apartment was arranged in the Chancellor’s Palace itself, close to the Chancellor’s suite.-273-

It’s smarter that way than walking up the window through your rope door.

It was a welcome guest of both the Austrian and English ambassadors in his new office, both of whom agreed with Bestuseff on a political plot against the Prussian king.

Lord Hyndtforth was still a faithful protector of his minion. He was in possession of all the property of Frigyes Trenk, which (according to his own biography) consisted of seven thousand gold in cash after the death of the beautiful Jelvira, and after a short three-month officialization, in spite of his wasteful lifestyle, – he had amassed eight thousand gold. – What proves that in Russia the ministerial secretaries were paid very well at that time.

Though our young hero admits quite honestly that he has received considerable sums from his patroness; but he adds that most of these were used to free the prodigal son of the dignified Anna from the seaweed.

If he did so, he fulfilled only paternal duty.