sted upon his staying in his house first.
Adams consented; and the Major took him at once to the castle, where
the work was still going on.

Fraeulein Milch confessed to Herr Knopf that she was oppressed by a fear
she could not control, and begged him to stay with them; but he
regretted that his duties to Prince Valerian made his stay impossible.
So far from allaying Fraeulein Milch's anxieties, he rather increased
them by the satisfaction with which he dwelt upon the consummate
knavery of this Adams.

"I take delight," he repeated, "in observing what a savage the fellow
is. A savage nature is not soft, not good-natured, but sly as a
tiger-cat. After all, how can you expect a slave to be a model of
virtue, and an example of all that is good?"

The good-natured, soft-hearted Knopf took a real pleasure in knowing
consummate rascals like Sonnenkamp and Adams. When he had discovered
evil in a man, he carried it to extremes at once, like all idealists:
the man must instantly be a consummate villain. The royal descent that
Adams boasted of, was, according to him, nothing but a lie: he was
usurping the character of some man of princely blood who had been
drowned. "For," added Knopf, with great satisfaction, "he could not
have taken the stamped sailing papers from him before he was launched
on the sea of eternity."

He declared to Fraeulein Milch that he had caught Adams in the lie; for
the man had made a mistake in the dates: and Knopf was not a teacher of
history, with all the dates at his tongue's end, for nothing.

On the Major's return with Adams, his disease fairly broke out, and he
was obliged to take to his bed.

The Doctor came, and administered soothing remedies, which relieved the
Major; but he had no soothing remedies for Fraeulein Milch. She was to
receive these from a man who had no knowledge of medicine. When the
Professorin could not be with Fraeulein Milch to relieve her loneliness,
and keep up her courage, she sent Professor Einsiedel; and to him the
poor woman confided all her uneasiness with regard to Adams. The man
would engage in no occupation; he could drink and smoke all day; but
that was all. He had worked only while he was a slave, and driven to
it; and as lackey he had had nothing to do but to sit in fantastic
livery upon the box of the royal coach. So there he remained in the
house with Fraeulein Milch, doing nothing but inspire her with an
unconquerable terror. The greater her fear became, th