"There's plenty of time for that," replied Zaklika.
"What do you propose doing, should they discharge you? Are you going to return to your own country, and wrestle with the bear?"
"No, I shall remain at Dresden."
"Are you in love with a pretty girl?"
The youth blushed.
"No," replied he, "I shall give fencing and riding lessons, or I might enter the military service."
"Do they not give you enough to eat at the Court?"
"We have plenty."
"Do they not pay you?"
"They do."