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He reached land wet to the skin, covered with a layer of morass and weeds. He tried to let his clothes dry, sat down on the grass, and looked over at the White House. He had grown quite despondent, and as he began to shiver very much, he turned sadly and slowly homeward. The summer which followed brought nothing but grief and care to Meyerhofer's house.
Like the knocking of hammers and the tone of bells at the same time, they sounded far over the heath in strict rhythm, at times louder, at times softer, but always with a harmonious echo, which slowly died away into the air. The villagers stopped, wondering, on the road. One of them asked, "What is going on at Meyerhofer's?" And another said, "It almost sounds as if he had built himself a forge."
Her old father let her alone. "She must cure him," he said, "so that I can question him." The gay cousin began to feel that his position was not an enviable one, and, after he had allowed his uncle to pay all his debts, left Helenenthal. Old Meyerhofer's body had been fetched by the twins the day after the fire.
Just when Meyerhofer's estate was to be sold by auction, his third son Paul was born. That was a hard time indeed. Frau Elsbeth, with her haggard face and melancholy smile, lay in her big four-post bed, with the cradle of the new-born child near her, and listened to every noise that reached her in her sad sickroom from the yard and the house.
They maintained that it resembled the fat servant-girl with a long neck, who a short time ago had been dismissed on account of her slatternliness, and they called it, after her, "Black Susy." The locomobile kept this name forever after in Meyerhofer's house. Next morning the noise began afresh. The ten hired workmen stood in the yard and did not know what to do.
The following day his father took his hand and led him into the village, the first houses of which were a few hundred yards from Meyerhofer's farm at all events, a tolerable distance for such a little fellow. But Paul kept up bravely. He had such fear of a thrashing from his father that he would have marched to the end of the world.
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