There was so much probability in it that Watzdorf became confused.
'And you, chamberlain, what are you doing in the country?' asked Brühl.
'I was searching for happiness which I cannot find elsewhere,' Watzdorf muttered.
'Under the apple trees?'
'One might find it more easily there than at court.'
'I see you do not like court life?'
'I have no talent for it,' answered Watzdorf walking beside Brühl.
'But you have wit, a sharp tool, with which you need not be afraid of anything.'
'Yes, it's a good tool for making enemies,' said Watzdorf.
They walked in silence for a while. Watzdorf appearing to think over something.