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"Well, perhaps not a mystery, exactly, but just one of those subjects on which we are usually reserved with others." "So! so!" rejoined D'Effernay, with a little sneer. "Some love affair; some girl or another who pursues him, that he wants to get rid of." "Nothing of the kind, I can assure you," replied the captain drily. "It could scarcely be more innocent.
He determined, therefore, to profit by the present moment; and no sooner had D'Effernay left the room, than he began to tell Emily she was not so complete a stranger to him as it might seem; that long before he had had the pleasure of seeing her even before he had heard her name she was known to him, so to speak, in spirit. Madame D'Effernay was moved.
"Why should he seek for news of Hallberg here, when he comes from the place where he was quartered for a long time, and where all his comrades now are." "Well, I don't know," cried D'Effernay, whose passion was increasing every moment. "Perhaps you have heard what was once gossiped about the neighborhood, that Hallberg was an admirer of my wife before she married."
Only D'Effernay remained at home; he was never very fond of large societies, and we voted that he was discontented and out of humor because his betrothed bride was not with him. His room was next to the sick man's, to whom he gave all possible care and attention, for poor Hallberg, besides being ill, was in despair at giving so much trouble in a strange house.
On their way home, he requested that D'Effernay would give orders to the coachman to make a round of a mile or two as far as the village of , with whose rector he was particularly desirous to speak.
People with such uncontrolled feelings as this D'Effernay, are incapable of performing those duties which others think it necessary and incumbent on them to fulfill." "And where was Hallberg buried?" "Not far from the castle where the mournful event took place. To-morrow, if we go to the iron foundry, we shall be near the spot."
He stopped in the public house in the village to inquire if the estate lay near, and whether visitors were allowed to see the house and grounds. Mine host, who doubtless had had his directions, sent a messenger immediately to the Castle, who returned before long, accompanied by a chasseur, in a splendid livery, who invited the stranger to the Castle in the name of M. D'Effernay.
"No more he had; neither did he know where poor Hallberg was buried until I told him." "Hallberg!" echoed the other in a tone that startled the captain, and caused him to turn and look fixedly in the speaker's face. It was deadly pale, and the captain observed the effort which D'Effernay made to recover his composure.
I come back and find you both armed both violently agitated and M. D'Effernay, at least, speaking incoherently. What do you mean by 'proving it? to what do you allude?"
From behind a piano-forte, at which she had been seated in a recess, rose a tall, slender female form, in a white dress of extreme simplicity. "My love," said D'Effernay, "I bring you a welcome guest, Lieutenant Wensleben, who is willing to purchase the estate."
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