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Updated: June 12, 2025
Creaking and pausing, the goosequill made large, stiff letters on the white surface. Henrica was not skilled in writing, but to-day it must have been unspeakably difficult for her; her high forehead became covered with perspiration, her mouth was distorted by pain, and whenever she had finished a few lines, she closed her eyes or drank greedily from the water-pitcher that stood beside her.
At first her voice failed to reach many a note, but as the snow falling from the mountain peaks to the plains at first slides slowly, then rapidly increases in bulk and power, her tones gradually gained fulness and irresistible might and, when at last she rested the harp against the wall and walked to the chair exhausted, Maria clasped her hand and said with deep emotion: "Stay with us, Henrica."
But Belotti appeared, and now she was once more at home, her friend and sister were standing beside her bed, and Henrica encouraged her to hope for her father's forgiveness. It was past midnight, yet Georg still awaited his friend's return.
That wild Lamperi was really impertinent to-night, and the abbe said things things " The old lady's large eyes were sparkling vinously, and her fan waved rapidly to and fro to cool the flush on her cheeks. She now stood opposite to Henrica, called her, shook her and sprinkled her with perfumed water from the large shell, set in gold, which hung as an essence bottle from her belt.
Belotti and the old Italian woman often undertook to speak for the invalid, and gradually the image of a basely-destroyed life, that had been worthy of a better fate, appeared before Henrica and Wilhelm. Fear, anxiety and torturing doubt had from the first saddened Anna's existence with the unprincipled adventurer and gambler, who had succeeded in beguiling her young, experienced heart.
At first I didn't know what was coming, for the tones were husky, weak, and broken, but afterwards afterwards the melody burst forth like a stream of lava through the ashes. We ought to wish many sorrows to one, who can lament thus." "You shall make the singer's acquaintance," said Maria, motioning towards the young girl. "Fraulein Henrica Van Hoogstraten, a beloved guest in our house."
Barbara met him on the steps and wanted to call Maria, who was with Henrica; but he forbade it and paced thoughtfully to and fro, his lips often quivering as if he were suffering great pain. When, after some time, he heard his wife's voice in the dining-room, he controlled himself by a violent effort, went to the door, and slowly opened it.
A conjecture, which had been aroused since his conversation with Henrica, appeared to be confirmed; he seized the steward's arm so suddenly and unexpectedly, that the latter drew back, and continued eagerly: "What do you know of her? I beseech you, Belotti, tell me all." The servant looked up the stairs, then shaking his head, answered: "You are probably mistaken.
At these words Maria clasped the excited girl's hands, saying beseechingly: "Be quiet, be quiet, Henrica. You must think only of your recovery now. And shall I confess something? I believe everything hard can be more easily borne, if we can cast it impatiently forth like the sea of which you speak; with me one thing is piled on another and remains lying there, as if buried under the sand."
Henrica drew a long breath, then continued: "And now you are rushing out into the world to forget her?" "No, Fraulein." "Then tell me why you have fled from Leyden?" "To find an end that becomes a soldier." Henrica advanced close to his side, exclaiming so scornfully, that it cut Georg to the heart: "So it has grasped you too! It seizes all: Knights, maidens, wives and widows; not one is spared.
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