Not even to her did I speak of the new and more dangerous burden that I carried, although I was aware that she enjoyed a full measure of the queen's confidence.
"My love to King Rudolf, the real King Rudolf," said she.

"Though you carry what will make him think little of my love." "I have no desire he should think too much of it, sweet," said I.She caught me by the hands, and looked up in my face.
"What a friend you are, aren't you, Fritz ?" said she.

"You worship Mr.
Rassendyll.

I know you think I should worship him too, if he asked me.
Well, I shouldn't.

I am foolish enough to have my own idol." All my modesty did not let me doubt who her idol might be.