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Ottmar will be the lover, and Lothair had better be the comic old man, and come in, raging and swearing in rapid notes." "But the words, the words," said Ottmar. "Sing whatever you please," said Theodore; "Oh Dio! Addio! Lasciami mia Vita." "No, no," cried Vincenz.
He is too much like Alban in 'The Magnetizer. You know the tale I mean, and indeed that story and Ottmar's have both the same motif. Wherefore I wish I might beg our Ottmar and you, Cyprian, to leave monsters of that sort out of the game in future. For Ottmar this will be possible, but for you, Cyprian, I am not so sure that it will.
All eyes were bent upon it, and when Theodore quickly removed the cloth from before it an "Ah!" came from all their lips. It was the author of the 'Soehne des Thales, a life-size half-length, a most speaking likeness, as if it had been stolen out of a looking-glass. "Is it possible!" cried Ottmar, enthusiastically.
"At the same time," said Ottmar, "I remember having read, somewhere or other, of an old shoemaker in Venice, whom the whole town looked upon as a good, exemplary, industrious man, though he really was the most atrocious robber and murderer.
"Ottmar," said Sylvester, "has held chiefly to the adventurous and enterprising side of his character, and given us less of what was grave and gloomy in him.
I could not bring myself to utter a word. We left that terrible, mysterious place in silence. Not till I had walked about in the park and the lawns for some time could I overcome the inexplicable feeling which had so annulled my enjoyment of that little earthly paradise. "This is an affair for Cyprian," Ottmar said.
And he for his part clasped his arm round his beautiful wife, and softly whispered, "Is there, here below, a higher bliss than this?" "I see very plainly," said Ottmar, when he had finished, and the friends still sat in gloomy silence, "that my little story has not pleased you particularly, so we had better not say much more about it, but consign it to oblivion."
"No," said Ottmar, "but Theodore is well again; and as to the Serapion Club, I cannot see why it should not be considered to be in full working order, now that three of the Brethren are met together." "Ottmar is perfectly right," said Theodore; "it is a matter of indisputable necessity that we should have a meeting, in true Serapiontic fashion, as early as possible.
I told this at the time to Ottmar, and nothing made a greater impression on him than the moment when the stranger made his spectral entry, and the sense of the propinquity of the hostile Spiritual Principle seized upon every one present with a sudden terror. This moment came vividly to Ottmar's mind, and formed the groundwork of his tale."
"This admonition of yours," Ottmar said, "is right and proper; but it rested with yourself to rectify the error into which we have fallen to-night by contributing something of your own, in your special style of humour."
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