“None in the least, sir,” answered the housekeeper, “when he is awake.”
“Awake!” said the Prince, “why! is he asleep now?”
“Yes, sir, in the library.”
“And how long will he be asleep?” asked the Prince, with eagerness.
“It is uncertain; he may be asleep for hours, he may wake in five minutes; all I can do is to watch.”
“But, surely in a case like the present, you can wake your master?”
“I could not wake Mr. Beckendorff, sir, if the house were on fire. No one can enter the room when he is asleep.”
“Then how can you possibly know when he is awake?”
“I shall hear his violin immediately, sir.”
“Well, well! I suppose it must be so. I wish we were in Turriparva; that is all I know. Men of my station have no business to be paying visits to the sons of the Lord knows who! peasants, shopkeepers, and pedagogues!”