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"War!" he murmured. Gretchen's heart sank; there was joy in his voice. "Go on, grandmother," she whispered. "Shall I live?" asked the vintner, whose belief in prescience till this hour had been of a negative quality. "There is nothing here save death in old age, vintner." Her gnarled hand seized his in a vise. "Do you mean well by my girl?" "Grandmother!" Gretchen remonstrated. "Silence!"
"What makes Gretchen so happy? She has a hard life, always standing in that narrow dark place, washing dishes." Franz was phlegmatic, and spoke very little English. He shrugged his shoulders, in sign of assent that Gretchen's life was a hard one, and added, "Ja, ja. She likes because all must come at her door. There will be no one which will say not nothing if they go by." That was it.
She was secretly pleased at Gretchen's wonder and surprise at the new country, but somehow she felt it her duty to talk querulously, and to check the flow of the girl's emotions, which she did much to excite. Her own life had been so circumscribed and hard that the day seemed to be too bright to be speaking the truth.
There was almost an exclamation on Phyllis's lips; there was almost a question on Gretchen's; both paled. Phyllis understood, but Gretchen did not, why the impulse to speak came. Then the brown eyes of Phyllis turned their penetrating gaze to my own eyes, which I was compelled to shift. I bowed, and the Princess and I passed on. By the grand staircase we ran into the Prince.
And see, here is my Johann laid up in bed, nearly killed by the falling of a tree." The sick man raised himself as he heard the child's voice saying as she entered, in reply to Gretchen's words, "Oh, I am sorry, so sorry! Why did you not tell me sooner?" And in another moment she was sitting beside Johann, speaking kind, comforting words to him.
Even as Faust had entered into the purity and serenity of Gretchen's chamber, out of the coarseness and profligacy of Auerbach's cellar, so he, leaving behind him the wild life of his youth, had entered into the peace and quiet of a domestic home.
Gretchen's twenty-ninth birthday had arrived quite too quickly the day before, and she bustled with an excess of alacrity to relieve her mind from the brooding that had occupied her for several days. She had spent the evening alone, though she knew it did her no good to seek solitude.
You've got a hard lot of scholars to deal with out here, and there are Injuns around, too, and one never knows what they may do. "Well, schoolmaster, you never heard nothin' like that violin. It isn't no evil spirit that is in Gretchen's violin; it's an angel. I first noticed it one day when husband and I had been havin' some words. We have words sometimes.
Where are you, Cherry? It's getting so dark and cold, and Gretchen is not here I think you must take me home. Jerrie took him back to the hotel, where he kept his room for three days, and then they went to Gretchen's grave beside her mother, which Jerrie had found after some little search and enquiry.
'After a while there came into Gretchen's life the dawning of a great hope, a great joy, which she felt would make you glad, and wishing to keep it a secret till you came home, she only gave you a hint of it. She wrote: "I have something to tell you which will make you as happy as it does me "
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