Eric thanked him and passed on; meeting in the street a great stream of people and carriages coming from the theatre; he hurried to the hotel, that Roland might find him there on his return, and happily arrived before his pupil. He waited in his room, but no Roland came; he went to the drawing-room, but he was not there; on the contrary, he was himself asked if Roland had not yet returned.
The Cabinetsräthin observed, with a smile, that they need feel no uneasiness, for Roland was with Cuno, and of course enjoying himself. She expressed her regrets that she too must now take leave of the company, and, drawing Sonnenkamp into the embrasure of a window, presented him with an Almanach de Gotha for the new year, a book which, as she gracefully remarked, should henceforth never appear without the name of Sonnenkamp being in it; and she bound herself from this day forth to pay him taxes in the shape of this canonical book, to be delivered to him yearly as long as she lived.
Sonnenkamp was duly grateful, and escorted the lady to her carriage.
On returning to the drawing-room, he said to Eric:—
"I had supposed you would have made Roland more worthy of confidence; in spite of his promise, he has not come home."
Eric was tempted to answer that it was the father, not he, who on this very first evening, when the boy was hardly out of the carriage, had given him permission to go his own way. He restrained himself, however; any discussion would be useless.
"I cannot go to bed till he comes," complained Frau Ceres.
"Have you any idea where we can look for him?" asked Sonnenkamp of Eric.
"It is not necessary, for here he is," returned Eric.
Roland entered.