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Updated: June 12, 2025
Some time after these events, the Ober-Amtmann retired from his high office, and after a seclusion of some duration with his brother, at Fulda, finally betook himself to a monastery, where he remained until his death. Before his retirement from the world, however, he had consented, not without some difficulty, to the union of Bertha and Gottlob.
"It was but a gift of affection, and no charm. She gave me this ring," said Gottlob, pointing to the ring hung by a small riband round his neck; "and I have worn it, as she requested, in remembrance of some unworthy kindness I had shown her." "And how long since was it," enquired the Ober-Amtmann, "that she bestowed this supposed gift upon you?"
But he again started back with a cry of despair it was not the Ober-Amtmann. He had been obliged, by indisposition, to give up the office of superintending the execution, and the chief schreiber had been deputed to take his place. "Where is the Ober-Amtmann?" cried Claus in agony. "I must see him I must speak with him! She is innocent I swear she is!
For a moment the Ober-Amtmann considered Magdalena's careworn, withered, and agitated face with painful attention; and then, as if relieved from some terrible apprehension, he heaved a bitter sigh, and murmured to himself "No, no, there is no trace of that once well-known face. I knew it could not be. She is no more. It was a wild and foolish thought! but this ring 'tis strange!
Woman, dost thou know me?" he asked aloud, with some remaining agitation. "I know you not," replied Magdalena with a low and choked voice; for she now trembled violently, and the tears gushed from her eyes. "How camest thou then by this ring? Speak! I command thee," continued the Ober-Amtmann. Magdalena bowed her head with a gesture of refusal to answer any further question. "Wretched woman!
And now with difficulty the soldiers forced a way through the throng for the approaching officer of justice; the great officiating dignitary of the town, who was to preside over the ceremony. He neared the town-hall, to order the unlocking of the prison-door, when the wretched witchfinder again sprang forward, crying, "Mercy! mercy! she is innocent. Hear me, noble Ober-Amtmann!"
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