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Updated: May 31, 2025
It was truly remarkable to see what emotion suddenly seized these people, who at bottom were strangers to one another. Mrs. Liebling wept, and Frederick and Doctor Wilhelm had to submit to her overflowing kisses of gratitude. Rosa kissed Bulke; she kissed Doctor Wilhelm's and Frederick's hands again and again, amid veritable howls. It goes without saying that the ladies also exchanged endearments.
Frederick explained how they had had to work over Mrs. Liebling for several hours before they succeeded in resuscitating her. "If in this world honours were awarded according to merit," Frederick added, "then that simple servant-girl there" he pointed to Rosa "ought to receive greater honour as a hero of two worlds than Lafayette. She performed miracles.
Now it was Mrs. Liebling who summoned him, now Ingigerd, now the sailor with the frozen feet, now Fleischmann, now Stoss, and even Bulke and Rosa Rosa, who for several hours during the day made herself useful in the contracted little kitchen, which was ruled by a shrewd old cook.
She had had glorious dreams, she said, and when she realised she was to be awakened, had felt so regretful that she tried to resist the summons back to earthly life, back from the wondrous isle, the veritable paradise, in which she had been. Mrs. Liebling was beautiful. She complained of pains, and at Frederick's bidding bared her body.
He drew the tiny creature to him and softly pressed a kiss upon her perfectly clean forehead. "You vould not want to leave her, M'riar?" "Hi'd die, Hi would," sobbed M'riar. Herr Kreutzer held her head back and smiled into her eyes with a good smile which made her very happy. "Ach, liebling, do not worry." "W'y wouldn't yer go with the toff and pl'y in ther big horchestra?" she made bold to ask.
He found it marked with blue spots, the result of the rough tossings in the life-boat, which had left him, too, bruised and wounded in various places and with frozen toes and fingers. "My dear Mrs. Liebling," he said, "put up with your slight discomfort. We were all dead, and we have undeservedly been granted a second life."
Liebling and cast shy glances at her, as if still in doubt whether she was a real human being. If the sea gives up its dead, why should not little Siegfried emerge from his death chamber? Mrs. Liebling, wrapped in blankets and a coat belonging to the captain, was placed in a comfortable position on the other side of the deck from Ingigerd, because she wished to be alone.
What has Berlin, or even Paris, to compare with it? You can't find a restaurant like Delmonico's or hotels like New York hotels in Europe." "Possibly," said Frederick, quite dazed. "Have you been in the Metropolitan Opera House yet?" Mrs. Liebling continued to put similar lively interrogations, to which she demanded small responses from Frederick, supplying most of the answers herself.
Liebling, who had already been in Boston and Washington, was perfectly delighted with America. "What do you think of the New York hotels? I am living at the Waldorf. Aren't they magnificent? I have four rooms in the front. Such quiet, such luxury, such beautiful pictures! You feel as if you were in the Arabian Nights. Doctor von Kammacher, you positively must go to Delmonico's.
No more ethereal note ever flew out of a bird's throat than Anthony Croft set free from this violin, his liebling, his "swan song," made in the year he had lost his eyesight. Anthony Croft had been the only son of his mother, and she a widow.
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