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Updated: June 3, 2025
Before the changes on the Friesenmoor could be brought about one fell into pools, one's feet got fast in boggy earth, and the only inhabitants at present were waterfowl, frogs and toads. He did not even take Malvine to his property but lived in Hamburg, going to Harburg every morning and returning in the evening.
Wilhelm shook his head at the sight of all this splendor. "But, my dear lady, so much trouble on my behalf!" "You are quite mistaken," Paul answered for Malvine, and not without a smile of satisfied pride; "it is our usual breakfast we have it so every day."
They held her back; Malvine struggled to free herself, but at that moment there was a sound of heavy footsteps and a confused murmur of voices in the hall, some one flung open the door, the man-servant put in his head, but started back at sight of his mistress and closed the door abruptly. Then he went on, and the footsteps and murmuring voices followed him.
"So have you," returned Wilhelm with a smile. "I oh, that's different. I am a farmer, and you know the proverb 'The master's eye makes the cattle fat. But your books don't require to be fed and watered at break of day. As you are ready, come down now, and we can have a chat over breakfast." Malvine met him downstairs with a friendly smile and shake of the hand.
Wilhelm was soon ready, and while they were walking Paul was astonishingly quiet, and seemed sunk in deep thought. He suddenly broke the silence, and when they were under the trees, without any beating about the bush, asked his friend: "Wilhelm, do you love Malvine?" Wilhelm stood still, as if rooted to the ground, and in boundless astonishment he said: "Are you off your head, Paul?"
Eynhardt had come and gone away again, without saying good-day to her. As she was going to ask what the visit meant, Malvine came and embraced her grandmother, crying bitterly, to the old lady's great distress. With many tears she had given a confused and broken account of the interview with Wilhelm, begging Frau Brohl to comfort her and foretell that it should end well.
"Just wait till I send Malvine to you you will have to lay down your arms before her." "No, Paul, I really cannot live in your house again. I will come and see you so often that you will get tired of me " "Never!" "But let me live here as I am accustomed to in Berlin, especially as it will probably be for a long time." "Then you are going to stay in Hamburg? That is splendid!"
As Paul begged him so earnestly to come to his festival, he accepted the invitation, and found himself, on the first of May, among the guests whom Malvine received on the steps of Friesenmoor House. In the great oak-paneled dining room, with its windows looking to the west, a banquet was laid for twenty-four guests. Following the country custom, they sat down to table at twelve o'clock.
Nobody made any sign of leaving, so at last he rose. Herr von Pechlar did not follow his example, merely giving him a distant bow. Malvine put out her hand quickly, which Wilhelm grasped, feeling it tremble a little in his. Frau Ellrich went with him to the door.
Malvine was evidently expecting this, she ran to the door and called into the next room: "Come here, Willy come quick Uncle Eynhardt is here and wants to see you." Whereupon the boy came bounding in, and threw himself with a shout of delight upon Wilhelm's neck. Willy was still his mother's only child.
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