"I am not curious," said Cosel, smiling sadly. "I have no interest in anything now."
"We enjoy ourselves immensely," continued Von Sinen, as if he had heard nothing. "It is nothing new to you, who participated in so many splendid feasts; but--" Evidently he wanted to make her speak. Cosel was silent.
"The place is very well known to you," continued the Baron, "for in Laubegast--"
"I lived there happily," whispered Cosel.
"Flemming gave a great feast to the King and Denhoff--on the plain near Laubegast, opposite Pillnitz."
"Ah!" exclaimed Cosel.
"In the first place six regiments went there," continued the visitor. "On the hills they placed cannon, and disposed the army in such a way that the Court might see the imitation of a battle. Everything succeeded admirably. The regiments advanced firing, and although, with the exception of a few who were trampled on, nobody was killed, one could have sworn the battle was a real one. The King was looking at the spectacle, Denhoff was beside him, he was surrounded by a splendid Court."
Cosel smiled ironically.
"Not far off they put up magnificent tents. Under one of them the King dined with the Countess Denhoff, Pociej, Bielinska, and the cream of the Court."
"Were you there?" asked Cosel sneeringly.