They have bolted their doors, but tell me that the rooms contain
the Pfalzgravine von Stahleck and other noble ladies, with their
tirewomen. What am I to do?"
"Place a guard in the corridor, Greusel, to make sure that these ladies
communicate with no one outside the fortress."
"I thought it well," explained Greusel, "not to break in the doors
without definite instructions from you to that effect."
"Quite right. Tell the ladies we will not molest them."
"You molested me!" cried the handsome girl in the courtyard, her dark
eyes flashing in the glow of the torches.
"This person," said the unemotional Greusel, betraying no eye for
beauty, "called us every uncomplimentary name she could think of. We
were the scum of the earth, according to her account."
The girl laughed scornfully.
"But I would not have dislodged her," continued Greusel, unperturbed,
"had she not said there was a window in her room, which is on the
eastern side of the Castle, overlooking the operations of the Pfalzgraf
on the barge, and she proclaimed her determination to warn Stahleck that
his Castle was filled with freebooters, as soon as she could make her
voice heard above the din at the landing.
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