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Z., the Pouilly of the piece, the separation of husband and wife, their reunion, the disasters following directly in the train of weakness of heart in opposing sentimental attacks, are undoubtedly children of the same purpose as that which brought forth “Wilhelmine Arend.”
His wife found herself consecrated to poverty and the fanatic ideals of a husband, to whom starvation was only a detail in the scheme of his life, a scheme and a life for which she had neither inclination nor understanding. Wilhelmine, or Minna, as she was called, is described as pretty by some and as of a "pleasing appearance," by others.
Desperate after the Saint-Sulpice interview, when, so it had seemed to him, Wilhelmine had avoided a categorical denial of his accusation regarding her liaison with Captain Brocq, the frantic lover had flown to Juve and had poured out his soul to the sympathetic detective. Juve had shown himself no sceptic. He believed Wilhelmine's story and statements.
I will become the Prussian Marquise de Pompadour; that I swear by the heads of my children, by " "Rather swear by thy own beautiful head, Wilhelmine," said a voice behind her. Startled, she turned, and beheld the tall figure of a man, wrapped in a long cloak, who stood in the open door. "Who are you?" she cried, amazed. "How dare you enter here?"
"By my word of honor as a prince, I will never forsake you, and only death shall separate me from you," repeated the prince, as he bent over Wilhelmine, lifting her in his arms and placing her upon his knee. "Take the paper and guard it carefully," said he.
From the throat of this Fandor-Fantômas issued a long-drawn howl of rage! "Which do you prefer, Mademoiselle? The multi-coloured cockades or the bows of ribbon in one shade? We have both in satin of the best quality." Wilhelmine de Naarboveck hesitated.
Yes, Sire, the purpose of this hour was that the threads of your political scheming might be torn apart by two hands destined to be united for life. Two hands! Wilhelmine, I freed you from a captivity unworthy the daughter of a King. Open that door, Sire; you will find there my nephew, my future son-in-law, the Prince of Wales. The Prince of Wales! Madame, you have achieved your purpose.
"Who could compel you to an abnegation which would cause you grief?" "Listen to me, Wilhelmine, and understand that I am suffering from circumstances an oath taken in the pressure of the moment. Try to comprehend me, my dear child." Drawing her closer to him, he faithfully related to her the night of the communion of the spirits, and his consequent oath.
She says it is the new groom she has brought." The baron looked puzzled. Wilhelmine rose. "I forgot to tell you I was expecting the stable boy this evening. He replaces Charles." She turned to the impassive footman. "Please ask Mademoiselle Berthe to attend to these persons. They come late much too late!"
Wilhelmine withdrew from the window, and hastened to the prince, who had retired to the back part of the room. "It is Kretzschmar, the king's footman and spy," she whispered. "Hide yourself, that he does not discover you. Go there to the children." "No, Wilhelmine, I will remain here. Wilhelmine pressed her hand upon his mouth, and forced him into the side-room, bolting the door.
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