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Is is the Fraulein at home?" The girl was already at the door, and turning round, stared at Wilhelm with astonished eyes. "Yes; shall I say that you would like to speak to her?" Wilhelm nodded, and the girl went out. After a short pause Malvine stood before him, offering him her white hand, with its short fingers, while her face flushed to the roots of her hair.
In the autumn he took Malvine for the first time to Harburg, and leaving the carriage at the office brought her by boat to the border of the Friesenmoor, to show her the picture all at once. The men stood on each side of the new house with their shovels and pickaxes, and greeted the young wife with such a hearty cheer that her eyes filled with tears.
"I should rather be inclined to think that the doctor had been ill," said Malvine, whose woman's eye had instantly remarked the pallor and weariness of Wilhelm's thin face. "Really have you been ill?" cried Paul, concerned. "No, no, there is nothing the matter with me," Wilhelm hastened to answer, with a forced smile.
Frau Brohl explained that Malvine was now in her room, meaning that Paul must not try to see her just at present. He kissed her hand, deeply moved and grateful, and her eyes filled with tears. She then explained the situation to Frau Marker, who, after looking very much surprised, also embraced her son-in-law.
He had always some new acquaintances to tell Wilhelm of, and often spoke of Fraulein Malvine Marker, who appeared to be Loulou's dearest friend, and no feeling of jealousy prevented him from repeating to Wilhelm that the pretty girl had often inquired about him, always regretting his absence from the Ellrichs' dances. The beautiful time of the year drew near.
Eynhardt?" To that they had no reply. Malvine jumped up and would have rushed out. "Gnadige Frau!" cried the girls, horrified, "you can't go out like that!"
At his first meeting with Malvine Marker he had thought that she was the wife for him, and since he had become friendly with her and her circle, he said to himself, "This one and no other." The three ladies liked him immensely. Frau Brohl took him at once to her heart, and that was the chief consideration. His appearance made a good impression on her.
When he went to congratulate the happy pair after the ceremony, Malvine looked at him; a gentle glance, with perhaps a mild reproach in it. Paul, however, grasped his hand, and whispered into his ear: "Your friend for life, Wilhelm, for life." Paul had hardly returned from his wedding trip to Paris when he surprised his friends by a series of quite unexpected business engagements.
I only thought of her as my friend's fiancee, and believed her also to be a friend of mine." "I don't mean that, Wilhelm; you have always behaved awfully well with great tact, and all that. But you have not seen how it has been with Malvine; she is quite mad about you, especially since you have been free." "You imagine these things." "Be quiet, you impatient baby, and hear what I have to say.
"I thought as much, but I wished to have the answer from your own lips;" and as they walked, he continued, "Do you see, Wilhelm, if you had loved Malvine, I would have got out of your way; I would have submitted to fate without any struggle or opposition." "Have I been injudicious? Perhaps too intimate? Forgive me, Paul, if it is so. It happened quite unintentionally.
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