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in an young age, the sole heiress to her parents large fortune.
Being a woman, she was not allowed to manage her fortune by
herself, but was according to the law assigned a guardian, until she
would get married Unfortunately to Hannelore it was her cousin
Randolf, whom she had always disliked, who was appointed to look
Only a month after he had become her guardian, Randolf
suddently arrived to her house together with some soldiers, and
accused her for having spend some of her money, without his permission.
- you canīt do this!
I can not show my self naked before these men.
Please - Let me keep some modesty."
- Your Honour, I have never stolen anything.
It was my money. I had to pay my maid and my servants their
wages, and I had to give the cook some money, so he could buy food
in the market."
"Owww - Please - Let me down!
Yes- I used the money
with out my guardians permission.
Please - please , let me down. It hurts!"
stands still for a long time, while she looks at her future home.
of the heavy door being slammed and locked still echoes in her
head. The moisten stone floor feels cold under her bare feet,
and the stench of old mould and urin are overwhelming.
a rattle of her chains, she sits down.
A thief! They had convicted her as a thief!
She is now to spend
the rest of her life in prison.
Oh - No!
And they had not even given her some of her own clothes back.
Instead they had given her a old filthy shift, which had belonged to
a dead prisoner.
How could things ever become worse than this.
only comfort is a small barred window high in the wall. She
canīt see anything els through it, than another wall opposite, also
with small barred windows. Sometimes she can hear female
screams comming from them. But most of the time it is only
passes slowly. The only event is, when once a day a small
hatch in the bottom of the door is opened, and a dollop of lumpy porridge
is slapped throught it unto the floor.
the daily meals, there are nothing to do. Days and months look
alike, and as all other prisoners, Hannelore spends most of her time
lying on the floor trying to sleep and dream herself out in the
day she hears voices out side her cell.
Someone unbolts the heavy door and pushes it open.
A young man, whom she remembers having seen once before at a ball,
while her parents were still alive, enteres, while a guard stay
you remember me Hannelore? I am Rofus. I am the son of
your dear cousin Randolf. My honourable father has asked me to
marry you, even you are a thief.
You will of course be brought back here again, as soon as the
ceremony is over. We canīt risk, you go around stealing again.
I will not waste one more hour than necessary on a bag of dirt like
you. You smell worse than a pigsty."
? The only thiefs here are you and your corrupt father! He has
stolen my life from me, and now he will use you to steal all, what
No! - I will never marry you! You ----!"
night Hannelore can hardly move.
The guard had come Rofus to rescue, and had beaten Hannelore
mercyless, until she had remained unconscious on the floor.
2 days she is left lying on the floor, before she once more is
brought before the court.
a condemned thief, and now a violent criminal.
Only one punishment is satisfactory, against such a dangerous felon.
While people spits at her and empties their chamber pots over her,
she is brought to the towns square.
Things has changed a lot for poor Hannelore, since she was the
daughter of the richest man in town. Now her dear cousine and
guardian Randolf will inherit her entire fortune.