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                              A NOBLE NAME

                                   OR

                              DOeNNINGHAUSEN

                           BY CLAIRE VON GLUeMER


    TRANSLATED BY
    MRS. A. L. WISTER

    PHILADELPHIA
    J. B. LIPPINCOTT & CO.
    1883

    Copyright, 1882, by J. B. LIPPINCOTT & Co.




CONTENTS.


I.--"ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE"

II.--DISAPPOINTED ASPIRATIONS

III.--A CRISIS

IV.--FUTURE PLANS DECIDED

V.--AT DOeNNINGHAUSEN

VI.--THE FREIHERR'S PRINCIPLES

VII.--JOHANNA TO LUDWIG

VIII.--CHRISTMAS AT DOeNNINGHAUSEN

IX.--NEW YEAR'S EVE

X.--"THAT BLASE LIEUTENANT"

XI.--RECOVERY

XII.--CELA N'ENGAGE A RIEN

XIII.--JOHANNA TO LUDWIG

XIV.--AN UNEXPECTED RETURN

XV.--A BIRTHDAY FETE

XVI.--A BETROTHAL

XVII.--JOHANNA TO LUDWIG

XVIII.--TANNHAGEN

XIX.--PROFESSIONAL ENTHUSIASM

XX.--AN EQUESTRIAN ARTIST

XXI.--SHIPWRECK

XXII.--DOeNNINGHAUSEN OBSTINACY

XXIII.--THE FREIHERR ASSERTS HIS AUTHORITY

XXIV.--DR. URBAN WOLF

XXV.--A WAGER AND AN ADVISER

XXVI.--DR. STEIN'S SCHEME

XXVII.--THE FREIHERR'S WEAKNESS IS PAST

XXVIII.--THE TERRACE-COTTAGE

XXIX.--CHANGES AT DOeNNINGHAUSEN

XXX.--AN OLD FRIEND ONCE MORE

XXXI.--THE TRUTH AT LAST

XXXII.--TWO YEARS AFTERWARD




A NOBLE NAME;

OR,

DOeNNINGHAUSEN.




CHAPTER I.

"ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE."


At the window of a luxuriously-furnished dressing-room a young girl was
seated sewing, murmuring verses the while to herself with an absorbed
air. All around her lay various stuffs, ribbons, and laces, while
standing upon a footstool at a toilet-table immediately behind her a
strikingly beautiful child, five or six years old, was twisting gay
ribbons about her head and arms, finally throwing around her shoulders a
blue satin sash and looking at herself in the glass with immense
satisfaction.

"Lisbeth, what are you doing?" a sharp voice suddenly asked, and from
between the curtains of the portiere of the door of the adjoining
sleeping-room came a fair, pretty woman in an evident ill humour.

"Mamma!" the child exclaimed, and jumping hastily down from the
footstool, she entangled herself in her draperies and fell. Her mother
hurried towards her with a scream, but the young girl had already flown
to the little one's assistance.

"I haven't hurt myself," the child immediately declared, looking up
beseechingly at her mother, who, nevertheless, seized her impatiently by
the arm and tore off the sash from her shoulders. "All this beautiful
ribbon crushed and spoiled!" she said, crossly. "If you can take no
better care of Lisbeth, my dear Johanna, the child must stay with Lina.
Go, go to the nursery, and don't disturb me again to-day," she added,
turning to the little girl; and then, sitting down before the
dressing-table, she began to arrange her abundant fair hair.

Lisbeth went to Johanna and seized her hand. "Don't be vexed with
Lisbeth, mamma," the young girl entreated. "She is not to blame. I was
not attending to her; I was going over my part."

"If you do not know it perfectly by this time you had better give it
up," the other said, with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "Make up your
mind to do so, and I will give it to Fraeulein Dornbach. She can easily
learn those few words before to-morrow evening."

"Oh, no! let me try," the young girl exclaimed. "I have just said them
without stumbling. And my dress is nearly finished. I wanted to ask
you----"

"Well?" the other asked, when Johanna hesitated.

"To let me go to the theatre to-night," she replied, without looking up.

"What! again? You went only a couple of