She threw over her mistress a costly mantle trimmed with ermine, and then fastened to her coronet a long veil, which shielded her face from the heat of the sun and the impertinent stare of the crowd.
A few moments after, Hermengarde and Erwin rode through the camp towards the neighboring wood, followed by Hedwige and the Count's servant Gero.
"How long has it been since your visit to Castellamare, my lord Count?--about three months, is it not?"
"Three months and six days, madam."
"Perhaps you will explain why, during three months and six days, we have never seen you? My father gave you a most cordial invitation. You know under what obligations we felt ourselves, and were certain of the pleasure which your presence would cause. Why then did you not come?"
"Because, noble lady, I am not free; all my time belongs to the Emperor."
"And the Emperor does not wish you to visit the Bonelli? I should have thought of that."
"Oh, no!" answered Rechberg quickly; "the Emperor's great mind never cherishes a mean thought. He speedily forgets the past, but he enforces strict discipline in his army. Neither prince nor knight is his own master in the field."
"What rigorous severity!" said Hermengarde.
"It is necessary, I assure you. Think what would happen if every one could leave camp when he pleased."