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Updated: June 18, 2025
Women whose married life is unhappy have dull, lifeless features; their hands are transparent and yellow. Daniel took leave more quickly than he had wished or intended. He felt an egoistic aversion to the joyless sons of man. He went to see Herr Carovius. The laughing one whom he sought was not at home. Herr Carovius looked at him at times distrustfully.
She arranged her ribbons, played with her toys, recounted the small incidents of her uneventful life, and could hardly be persuaded even to listen to the ingenious questions Carovius put to her when he stopped her out in the hall and asked her about this and that. One day he went over to Erlangen to visit his sister in the insane asylum.
The presence of the two people came in time to have a beneficent effect on Daniel. A few days later, Herr Carovius carried out the scheme he had decided upon at the time his heart became so embittered at Eleanore’s marriage. It was the end of March. Herr Carovius had learned that the old Baron had just returned from Berlin. He went around to his house, and sent in his card.
The rear of this procession was being brought up by the young Baron, who had returned home as the penitent Prodigal Son. “One must have a feeling of personal security,” remarked Carovius. He wondered whether the Baron had reached his majority.
But this was not the sole reason why Herr Carovius, up until this time a most elastic figure, one of those imperturbable bachelors for whom no hurdle was too high, suddenly felt that he was growing old. His soul was filled with unrest; he was seeing bad omens; he feared there was going to be a change in the weather.
In the meantime Herr Carovius had learned through a spy that it had come to a complete break between the Baron and the Baroness, that the latter had left within two days with bag and baggage, and that great consternation prevailed among the servants and friends of the family.
They were playing Beethoven’s spring sonatas, when the altercation began out in the vestibule. The maid came in and whispered something to her mistress. The Baroness arose and went to the door. Dorothea laid her violin in her lap, and looked around in affected astonishment, as though she were coming out of a dream. At a sign from the Baroness the old servant gave Herr Carovius a free path.
It wabbled and shook so when he hopped around, that the girl nearly split her sides laughing. A maid came in just then with an apronful of snow. The girl with the sweeping train ran up to her, got some of the snow, and threatened to pelt Herr Carovius with it.
Not a human being was to be seen anywhere. Carovius looked at the seriously offended young man, the young man looked at Carovius, then grinning a grin of embarrassment, and neither knew how to take the other. “You are surprised,” said Eberhard, resuming the conversation. “You are surprised, and I don’t blame you. I am a discontented guest in my own skin; that much I can assure you.
The Exchange is a trifle spotty, but a little loss like that won’t mean anything to you.” For the ten thousand marks that he owed, Eberhard received seven thousand, six hundred and fifty, cash. In less than a year he was again in need of money, and asked Herr Carovius for twenty thousand. Herr Carovius said he did not have that much ready money, and that he would have to approach a lender.
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