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"Ah, sir, you dwellers in the city cannot enter into the feelings of
the hunter." Then he rose and said:-

"But you must be tired. Your bedroom is all ready, and to-morrow you
shall sleep as late as you will. I have to be away till the afternoon;
so sleep well and dream well!" With a courteous bow, he opened for
me himself the door to the octagonal room, and I entered my bedroom...

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear, I think strange
things which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only
for the sake of those dear to me!

7 May.- it is again early morning, but I have rested and enjoyed the
last twenty-four hours. I slept till late in the day, and awoke of
my own accord. When I had dressed myself I went into the room where we
had supped, and found a cold breakfast laid out, with coffee kept
hot by the pot being placed on the hearth. There was a card on the
table, on which was written:-

"I have to be absent for a while. Do not wait for me.- D." I set
to and enjoyed a hearty meal. When I had done, I looked for a bell, so
that I might let the servants know I had finished; but I could not
find one. There are certainly odd deficiencies in the house,
considering the extraordinary evidences of wealth which are round
me. The table service is of gold, and so beautifully wrought that it
must be of immense value. The curtains and upholstery of the chairs
and sofas and the hangings of my bed are of the costliest and most
beautiful fabrics, and must have been of fabulous value when they were
made, for they are centuries old, though in excellent order. I saw
something like them in Hampton Court, but there they were worn and
frayed and moth-eaten. But still in none of the rooms in there a
mirror. There is not even a toilet glass on my table and I had to
get the little shaving glass from my bag before I could either shave
or brush my hair. I have not yet seen a servant anywhere, or heard a
sound near the castle except the howling of wolves. Some time after
I had finished my meal- I do not know whether to call it breakfast
or dinner, for it was between five and six o'clock when I had it- I
looked about for something to read, for I did not like to go about the
castle until I had asked the Count's permission. There was
absolutely nothing in the room, book, newspaper, or even writing
materials; so I opened another door in the room and found a sort of
library. The door opposite mine I tried, but found it locked.

In the library I found, to my great delight, a vast number of
English books, whole shelves full of them, and bound volumes of
magazines and newspapers. A table in the centre was littered with
English magazines and newspapers, though none of them were of very
recent date. The books were of the most varied kind- history,