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Reimers looked surprised. "I'm quite well, of course. Why should I not be?" "Well, sir, you had sick-leave last year ?" "Ah, yes, that's all gone, Schumann; all gone not a trace of it left."
I know that Landsberg's real reason is military antagonism; but despite that, I dare not interfere." The colonel stopped suddenly right in front of the lieu-tenant, and looking him squarely in the eyes, asked: "Do you really think that Güntz's honour is affected?" Reimers was silent. A "yes" seemed to him quite contrary to reason, and yet he could not say "no."
They walked silently side by side towards the town, by the footpath across the meadows, and then along a little bit of the high-road until they came to the first houses. Reimers was under a spell. He could not speak.
Fire-eating generals, pining to justify their existence? Who was it that dared assume responsibility for such a colossal crime against humanity? Reimers was loth to press such considerations further, By so doing he might be led to conclusions before which he shrank, because from his youth up they had been pictured to him as detestable and criminal; he turned from them in alarm.
But when Reimers had bidden them good-bye he said to Kläre: "I really believe it would be a most sensible thing for Reimers to marry; he is not the sort to become a mere mess-house or tavern habitué. He ought to go about and study the daughters of our country a little." "Why go about? There's good enough near at hand," said Frau Kläre. The captain looked up: "Eh?"
The smallest quantity of earth put in water reveals, through the microscope, besides the organic and mineral matter, a mass of beings more or less complex, moving more or less rapidly. A German author, Mr. Reimers, has calculated that every cubic centimetre of earth may contain several million germs.
I did not exist for you. I could have knelt before you, begging and imploring, 'Can you not even see me here? But you had eyes only for Mariechen, and when I went away into the night, you and she were standing together by the railing like a betrothed pair. Happiness shone in your eyes. Yes! in yours too, dearest." Reimers kissed the hand of his adored lady. "Forgive me!" he sobbed.
When Fräulein Marie showed symptoms of beginning again in her quaint universal-conversationalist style her father interrupted her. "Little one," he said, "leave that sort of chatter alone! Keep it for others. Lieutenant Reimers does not care for that kind of thing. And I know him well, I assure you, my child; he is one of my best officers."
It was Wednesday, the day on which Reimers was engaged to dine with the Güntzes. He would have excused himself, so that his friend should devote himself undisturbed to his wife and child, but Güntz refused: "Nothing of the kind, my boy. Why, Kläre might smell a rat! No, no! you must come. But you'll have to put on another expression, you know!"
Reimers had not developed into a broad-chested, red-cheeked, powerful man, but every trace of illness had vanished from the bronzed face; the thin features and the rather spare rigid figure gave an impression of tough endurance, a characteristic of greater value in resisting disease than mere well-nourished sleekness. "You are well out of that, thank God!
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