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If this was the right reading of the riddle, no wonder she had sent her daughter out of the room no wonder she had locked her door! My aunt wasted no time in expressions of grief and surprise, when she was informed of Mr. Engelman's state of health. "Send the widow here directly," she said.
She was so utterly indifferent to Mr. Engelman's admiration that she could hardly take the trouble to make that commonplace reply. The next moment she dismissed the subject. "So you have written to Fritz?" she went on. "Have you also written to your aunt?" "Yes, by the same post." "Mainly on business, no doubt?
Engelman's eyes followed the smoothly gliding figure of the widow, until it was lost to view at the end of the bridge. He laid his hand eagerly on my arm. "David!" he said, "who is that glorious creature?" "Which of the two ladies do you mean?" I asked, mischievously. "The one with the widow's cap, of course!" "Do you admire the widow, sir?" "Admire her!" repeated Mr. Engelman. "Look here, David!"
Engelman's prospects. As it was, I left the two ladies to their fruitless interview, and returned composedly to my work. When supper was announced, I went upstairs again to show my aunt the way to the room in which we took our meals. "Well?" I said. "Well," she answered coolly, "Madame Fontaine has promised to reconsider it." I confess I was staggered.
"Upon my word, child, I see no 'of course' in the matter!" my aunt answered sharply. Minna was shocked. "Oh, Mrs. Wagner! Mr. "Fat is a matter of taste," my aunt remarked, more and more resolute in taking Mr. Engelman's part.
"I exaggerate nothing, my dear aunt, when I say that I write in great distress. Let me beg you to prepare yourself for very sad news. "It was late yesterday evening before I arrived at Bingen. A servant was waiting to take my portmanteau, when I got out of the coach. After first asking my name, he communicated to me the melancholy tidings of dear Mr. Engelman's death.
"I have had a talk with my partner," he said. Engelman who has an engagement to-morrow, which prevents him from leaving Frankfort." His tone indicated plainly enough that the "engagement" was with Madame Fontaine. Hard words must have passed between the two old friends on the subject of the widow. Even Mr. Engelman's placid temper had, no doubt, resented Mr.
Here is my nephew driving me to the utmost verge of human endurance, by making a mystery of Mr. Engelman's absence from Frankfort. Should I be very indiscreet if I asked Good gracious, how the girl blushes! You are evidently in the secret too, Miss Minna. Is it an opera-dancer? Leave us together, David." This made Minna's position simply unendurable. She looked at me appealingly.
By what possible motives could the widow have been animated? Even Mr. Engelman's passive assistance was now of no further importance to her. She had gained Mr. Keller's confidence; her daughter's marriage was assured; her employment in the house offered her a liberal salary, a respectable position, and a comfortable home.
When her mother joined us, in our corner of the room, I was telling her all that could be safely related of my visit to Hanau. Madame Fontaine seemed to be quite as attentive as her daughter to the progress of my trivial narrative to Mr. Engelman's evident surprise. "Did you go farther than Hanau?" the widow asked. "No farther." "Were there any guests to meet you at the dinner-party?"
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