But he did not tell him that in the meantime the Chancellor had died of his wounds, although from the "old grumbler's" increased tenderness Conrad might have suspected that his case did not stand in a favourable light.
"If you are truly brave," the old man told him, "the next time you go out you shall walk under green trees." "But now?
Not now ?" Conrad thought of a reprieve, and grew excited.
A red flush stained his cheeks.
"No; I did not mean that.

You know the King is far away.

But it may come any time.

I am waiting for it anxiously.

You know, Ferleitner, after this I shall resign my post." At that moment the priest came in.