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Updated: May 12, 2025
He thought but of the present achievement and its just effect: he had cancelled a bad reputation among these people, from whom he was about to lead forth a daughter for Alvan's wife, and he reasoned by the grandeur of his exhibition of generosity which was brought out in strong relief when he delivered his retiring bow to the Frau von Rudiger's shoulder that the worst was over; he had to deal no more with silly women: now for Clotilde's father!
She dashed her 'Impossible! at Providence, conceived the tale in wilful and almost buoyant self- deception to be a conspiracy in the family to hide from her Alvan's magnanimous dismissal of poor Marko from the field of strife. That was the most evident fact. She ran through delusion and delusion, exhausting each and hugging it after the false life was out.
She had ceased to weep; she had outwept the colour of her eyes and the consolation of weeping. Dressed in black to the throat, she sat and waited the arrival of her phantom friend, the baroness that angel! who proved her goodness in consenting to be the friend of Alvan's beloved, because she was the true friend of Alvan! How cheap such a way of proving goodness, Clotilde did not consider.
My father is powerful in this place; we shall barely have time to escape. Alvan's resolution was taken. 'Some friend a lady living in the city here name her, quick! one you can trust, he said, and fondled her hastily, much as a gentle kind of drillmaster straightens a fair pupil's shoulders. 'Yes, you have shown courage. Now it must be submission to me.
But even where he walked, amid a society intellectually fostering sentiment, in a land bowing to see the simplicity of the mystery paraded, Alvan's behaviour was passing heteroclite. He needed to be the kingly fellow he was, crowned by another kingly fellow the lord of hearts to impose it uninterruptedly.
'Then, the officer's voice was earnest, 'I pity him, and you no less, while you remain strangers, for you were made for one another. Those ideas you have expressed, nay, the very words, are Alvan's: I have heard him use them.
Never in that lady's recollection, or her husband's either, she exclaimed. And where was the breakfast? Why, at Alvan's, to be sure; where else could such a breakfast be? 'And you know Alvan! cried Clotilde, catching excitement from the lady's flush. 'Alvan is one of my husband's closest friends'
He came bearing eyes that were like hope's own; and kneeling, kissing her hands, her knees, her hair, he seemed unaware that she was inanimate. There was nothing imaginable in which he could be of use. He was only another dust-cloud of the sultry sameness. She had been expecting a woman, a tempest choral with sky and mountain and valley-hollows, as the overture to Alvan's appearance.
It shall not be said of Alvan's wife, in the days of her glory, that she ran to her nuptials through rat-passages. His pride in his prevailingness thrilled her.
You force my hand from me, you take this miserable body, but my soul is free to love him and to go to him when God gives me sight of him. I am Alvan's eternally. All your laws are mockeries. You, and my people, and your priests, and your law-makers, are shadows, brain-vapours. Let him beckon! So you have your warning. Do what I may, I cannot be called untrue.
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