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Lorchen went one way and Christophe, with his guide, the other. They did not speak. The crescent moon veiled in mists was disappearing behind the woods. A pale light hovered over the fields. In the hollows the mists had risen thick and milky white. The shivering trees were bathed in the moisture of the air.
Then they looked for you everywhere and hunted for you in every direction." "And Lorchen?" "Lorchen was not there. She came back afterwards after she had been to the town." "Did she see my mother?" "Yes. Here is the letter. And she wanted to come herself, but she was arrested too." "How did you manage to come?"
He made up his mind that if the answer Lorchen was to bring him from his mother betrayed too great grief he would return at all costs. But if he received nothing? If Lorchen had not been able to reach Louisa, or to bring back the answer? Well, he would go back. He returned to the station. After a grim time of waiting the train at last appeared.
They did not know what to do. They turned to her father: "Can't you make her be silent?" The old man had understood that it was not wise to push Lorchen too far. He signed to them to be calm. Silence came. Lorchen went on talking alone; then as she found no response, like a fire without fuel, she stopped. After a moment her father coughed and said: "Well, then, what do you want?
The infuriated peasants thrust their faces into Lorchen's and bawled at her. One of them made as though to box her ears, but Lorchen's lover seized him by the scruff of the neck and they jostled each other and were on the point of coming to blows. An old man said to Lorchen: "If we are condemned, you will be too." "I shall be too," she said, "I am not so cowardly as you." And she burst out again.
Lorchen seemed not to be aware of his presence; she was leaning against the table by which he was sitting, and glaring defiantly at the peasants, who were smoking and looking down at the ground. At last her father chewed his pipe for a little and said: "Whether we say anything or not, if he stays he is done for. The sergeant major recognized him; he won't spare him.
He was just turning the handle of the door; in a few seconds he would have been outside. But it was ordered that he should not leave so soon. An angry murmur rose at the end of the room. When the soldiers had drunk they had decided to dance. And as all the girls had their cavaliers they drove away their partners, who submitted to it. But Lorchen was not going to put up with that.
Tell me in your next letter whether you care about my sending you a large selection of music; you can indeed dispose of what you do not want, and thus repay the expense of the carriage, and have my portrait into the bargain. Say all that is kind and amiable from me to Lorchen, and also to mamma and Christoph. You still have some regard for me?
He awoke about noon. Lorchen could hardly come before two or three o'clock. While he was waiting for the trains he walked up and down the platform of the little station. Then he went straight on into the middle of the fields; It was a gray and joyless day giving warning of the approach of winter. The light was dim.
"And the fare, what did you do about that?" "Lorchen gave it me." "Take this," said Christophe, pressing a few pieces of money into her hand. He held her back as she was trying to go. "And then...." he said. He stooped and kissed her cheeks. The girl affected to protest. "Don't mind," said Christophe jokingly. "It was not for you." "Oh! I know that," said the girl mockingly. "It was for Lorchen."
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