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Updated: June 29, 2025
"Baron Wilhelm!" cried a strong voice, and a man in a green jacket with pockets in the breast, the mighty riding-boots splashed above the tops, and with whip in hand, approached them, pulled his horse-hair cap, and extended his hand to Wilhelm. "The Kammerjunker from Funen!" said Wilhelm; "my mother's neighbor, one of the most industrious and rich noblemen in all Funen."
I cut all the heads of her favorites off. To-morrow, as a parody upon her garland of to-day, will I make one of green cabbage and pea-shells!" "Madeira or port wine?" asked the Kammerjunker, and led the conversation from flowers to articles of food and drink. "One feels one's self comfortable here at the hall! Miss Louise cares for the body, and Miss Sophie for the soul!"
Before dinner they would take a walk through the wood to an inclosure where the flax was in bloom. Otto was to accompany them. "I am also of the party!" said the Kammerjunker, who just galloped into the court-yard as the ladies, with Otto, were about setting out on their excursion. Thus the whole company consisted of five ladies and two gentlemen.
There lay, in the manner with which she proposed this, so much attention and consideration, that Otto felt the man was here held in greater esteem, and was otherwise regarded than he, during their short acquaintance, had imagined possible. Sophie added, smiling, "You must stay!" To which the Kammerjunker replied with an apology for his travelling-dress.
He approached her still nearer, bent his head toward her, and his eye had twofold fire and expression in it. "You must come with us and see the cats!" said the Kammerjunker, and sprang in between them. "Yes, it is charming!" said Sophie. "You will have an opportunity, Mr. Thostrup, of moralizing over the perishableness of female beauty!"
This at length was able to take its free course when the following picture presented itself, where the Kammerjunker, as the Somnambule, his hand half-concealing the extinguished light, showed himself at the open window. A most stormy burst of applause was awarded to the actors.
The Kammerjunker could not forget the Swedish bloodbath, the execution of Torben Oxe, and all that can be said against the unfortunate king. Otto drove him completely out of the field, in part from his enthusiasm for Christian the Second, but still more because it was the Kammerjunker with whom he was contending.
Sophie was become a stranger to him; her intellectual eye, which smiled in love on the Kammerjunker, seemed to him the soulless eye of the automaton. A stupefying indifference went through him, deadly as poison that is infused into the human blood. "The vain girl! she thought to make herself more important by repelling from her a faithful heart!
Sophie, who seemed to be enthusiastic for art and beauty, for everything glorious in the kingdom of mind, could thus have deceived him! We will now see the sisters in their chamber. Louise seemed pensive, she sat silently looking before her. Sophie stood thoughtfully with a smile upon her lips. "The Kammerjunker is very handsome, however!" exclaimed she: "he looks so manly!"
"No, no," returned Sophie; "my folly, my extravagance, has caused the whole misfortune!" "Now it is much better," said the Kammerjunker, coming out of the house. "She must be devilish tender to fly before a few calves! I really must laugh when I think of it, although it did come to such an end!" The men now arrived whom Wilhelm had sent with the sedan-chair.
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