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Updated: June 11, 2025
If I am not wanted before, I will be with you to-morrow morning." I volunteered to keep watch; promising to call Mr. Engelman if any alarming symptoms showed themselves. The old housekeeper, waking after her first sleep, characteristically insisted on sending me to bed, and taking my place. Mother Barbara, for once, found that she had a resolute person to deal with.
Did I, or did I not, begin with the ancient Egyptians, and end with Doctor Bernastrokius, our neighbor in the next street?" Poor Mr. Engelman looked frightened. "Don't be angry, my dear friend," he said softly. "Angry?" repeated Mr. Keller, more furiously than ever. "My good Engelman, you never were more absurdly mistaken in your life! I am delighted.
Engelman take no more notice of me than if I was a little dog in the room." As we passed from the ground floor to the first floor, Madame Fontaine's admiration of the house rose from one climax of enthusiasm to another. Among the many subjects that she understood, the domestic architecture of the seventeenth century seemed to be one, and the art of water-color painting soon proved to be another.
"Let's hear your proposal," she said. "Have you any Scotch blood in your veins, David? You are wonderfully prudent and cautious for so young a man." I went straight on with what I had to say. "Send the widow's message to Mr. Engelman, by all means," I proceeded; "but not by post.
"It's a present, sir, from Madame Fontaine. I take her flowers almost every day from Mr. Engelman, and I have done one or two trifling errands for her in the town. She was pleased with my attention to her wishes. 'I have very little money, Mr.
The arrival of this sad news proved to be not the only noteworthy event of the day. While I was still thinking of poor Mr. Engelman, Fritz came into the office with his hat in his hand. "Minna is not in very good spirits this morning," he said. "I am going to take her out for half an hour to look at the shops. Can you come with us?" This invitation rather surprised me. "Does Minna wish it?"
Engelman must necessarily feel under the circumstances, I thought his manner strangely absent and confused. He looked like a man with some burden on his mind which he was afraid to reveal and unable to throw off. "Somebody must be found, David, who does understand the case," he said, looking at the helpless figure on the bed. "Who can we find?" I asked. He bade me good-night without answering.
"Go downstairs and see Mr. Engelman. There must be no talking here." She lightly wiped the perspiration from his forehead; lightly laid her fingers on his pulse then reclined in the easy chair, with her eyes fixed in silent interest on the sleeping man. She was the very ideal of the nurse with fine feelings and tender hands, contemplated by Doctor Dormann when I had last seen him.
"In all civilized countries, Fritz, there are fees for the performance of the marriage ceremony." "Very well. Now follow my train of reasoning, Mr. Engelman! On your own showing, the whole affair is a matter of money. The parson gets his fee for making Minna my wife, after the customary delays." There Minna modestly interposed. "Why do you object to the customary delays, dear Fritz?"
"I'll tell you, my angel, when we are married. In the meantime, I resume my train of reasoning, and I entreat Mr. Engelman not to forget that this is a matter of money. Make it worth the parson's while to marry us, without the customary delays. Double his fee, treble his fee give him ten times his fee. It's merely a question of what his reverence can resist. My father is a rich man.
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