"Yes, Huber. And then what will you do?"
"Go too, Gnädiges Fräulein. I have served my country many years, and when the Herr Hauptmann leaves the regiment I have had enough. One gets old and stiff, and the time comes when one must take off the helmet."
"That is true, Huber."
Still he hesitated.
"And Gnädiges Fräulein——?"
"I, Huber?"
"Gnädiges Fräulein will go with the Herr Hauptmann?"
A deep wave of colour mounted the pale cheeks.
"It is possible we may go to Berlin for a few months."
"Ja, ja, for a few months!" He laughed, and his laugh was like the rumble of distant thunder. "It is well, Gnädiges Fräulein; it is well." Then suddenly he stiffened, growled an "Empfehle mich gehorsamst," and was gone.