She saw him dismount and saw Hansei greet him and lead the horse to the stable; after that, Hansei and the stranger came into the room.
"God greet you, Count!" said Walpurga, composing herself and advancing toward him. "How kind of you, to pay us a visit."
She extended her hand to Bruno, who went on twisting his mustache, and did not offer his hand in return.
"Ah! it's you, is it? I didn't know that you were the mistress here. And so this is the farm that you paid for with gold? You're shrewd, but don't be alarmed. I shan't call you to account!"
Hansei observed that his wife was growing pale.
"Who is this man? Who is it that talks to you in this high and mighty manner?" he asked, drawing himself up.
"Be quiet!" said Walpurga. "He is one of the court gentlemen and is fond of joking."
"That's it, is it?" muttered Hansei. "I want to say a word to you, sir--what may your name be?"
"Count Wildenort."
"Well then, Count, I didn't ask who you were, and I bade you and your horse welcome. And now I'd like you to tell me what you want and leave my wife alone. In my house and home, I allow no jokes that don't please me, and if the king himself were to come and try a joke that I didn't like, I'd put him out! No offense, but every one must say what he thinks. Now, sir, take a seat."