Before he could finish what he was saying, the actress quickly left the room; he could hear her sobbing, but he did not regret his words, and his contempt and hatred for her only increased, when he saw the extravagance and the princely luxury with which she was surrounded.  But what was the use of his indignation?  He was wearing her livery, he was obliged to wait upon her and to obey her, for she had the corporal’s cane at her command, and it really seemed as if he incurred the vengeance of the offended woman; as if the General’s insolent mistress wished to make him feel her whole power; as if he were not to be spared the deepest humiliation.

The General and two of Frau von Kubinyi’s friends, who were servants of the Muses like she was, for one was a ballet dancer, and the two others were actresses, had come to tea, and he was to wait on them.

While it was getting ready, he heard them laughing in the next room, and the blood flew to his head, and when the butler opened the door Frau von Kubinyi appeared on the General’s arm; she did not, however, look at her new footman, her former lover, triumphantly or contemptuously, but she gave him a glance of the deepest commiseration.

Could he after all have wronged her?

Hatred and love, contempt and jealousy were struggling in his breast, and when he had to fill the glasses, the bottle shook in his hand.

“Is this the man?” the General said, looking at him closely.

Frau von Kubinyi nodded.

“He was evidently not born for a footman,” the General added.

“And still less for a soldier,” the actress observed.

These words fell heavily on the unfortunate poet’s heart, but she was evidently taking his part, and trying to rescue him from his terrible position.

Suspicion, however, once more gained the day.

“She is tired of all pleasures, and satisfied with enjoyment,” he said to himself; “she requires excitement and it amuses her to see the man whom she formerly loved, and who, as she knows, still loves her, tremble before her.  And when she pleases she can see me tremble; not for my life, but for fear of the disgrace which she can inflict upon me at the moment if it should give her any pleasure.”

But suddenly the actress gave him a look which was so sad and so imploring, that he looked down in confusion.

From that time he remained in her house without performing any duties, and without receiving any orders from her; in fact he never saw her, and did not venture to ask after her, and two months had passed in this way, when the General unexpectedly sent for him.  He waited, with many others, in the ante-room, and when the General came back from parade, he saw him and beckoned him to follow, and as soon as they were alone, he said: 

“You are free, as you have been allowed to purchase your discharge.”

“Good heavens!” the poet stammered, “how am I to ...”