"I know nothing of it; I simply guessed so, because you always have such a fear of America."
"So you are the son of such parents--and yet can lie? Your mother in heaven will never forgive you for that."
Ludwig was moved by this apostrophe, and asked Martella to forgive him. She nodded assent and shook hands with him and with me, saying at the same time: "Father, I shall do nothing more but what you tell me to do. I shall never again act of my own free will."
"Were you always called Martella?" inquired Ludwig.
"No."
"How, then?"
"Conradine."
"Who gave you the name of Martella?"
"Jaegerlies."
"Why?"