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In the presence of this new disaster, all dissensions ceased, and Toni was summoned and orders were hastily given, and as soon as the carriage was ready the head forester and Frau Regine hurried off. Willibald and Stadinger followed them at once, but as they descended the stairs, the former held back for a moment and asked in a whisper: "What did the physician say? Did you hear anything?"
Willibald knows the conditions under which I shall return to Burgsdorf. If he does not fulfill them, we are better apart." "It will be a long time before he will do that," said her brother-in-law, dryly. "When a man is asked to abandon the woman he loves for a mother's whim, he's not apt to do it if he's made of the right stuff." "You express yourself very freely," said Frau Regine, angrily.
Regine gave a long look at the lovers, and a pained expression passed over her face as she saw her son draw Marietta's head down on his breast, while the girl's happy, blushing face spoke of trust and love never to be shaken. Motherly jealousy had a last, sharp struggle against her better nature, and then, conquered by love and justice, disappeared forever.
Yes, Regine, the day has gone by when we can keep the children in leading strings. When they get ready, they want to choose their own partners for life and I must say they're not far wrong." The last sentence was uttered with seeming carelessness, but Regine understand it fully. Thoughtfully she repeated: "Walldorf? The name is strange to me. When did Toni meet him?"
The head forester looked at her gravely for a moment, then he seized her hand and pressed it warmly, as he said: "Yes, I see, Regine, and perhaps you'll repent ere long of your no in another matter, and give a yes instead." The old steward of Rodeck stood in his master's dressing-room in the Adelsberg palace.
The sisters, in spite of the distance which separated them, had always maintained a close and affectionate intercourse, and since Frau von Schönau's death, which occurred a few years after her marriage, Frau Regine had kept up the intimacy with her brother-in-law. It was a singular enough friendship which existed between these two, for they always met, armed cap-a-pie, for battle.
"Though, of course, he has not heard the truth." "That is what I feared, so I didn't lose a moment in communicating with you after I discovered the thing. And what will you do?" "I'll have to think that over," responded the Major with enforced quiet. "I thank you, Regine. I suspected mischief when your letter came urging me to come over at once.
Then he turned with a haughty, defiant air, and disappeared within the little inn. Wallmoden looked after him with knitted brow, and then turned to his sister. "Could you not have restrained yourself, Regine? Why make a scene? This Hartmut exists no more for us."
"He was going to Ostwalden with Adelheid, he wrote me, and would return to town by way of Fürstenstein and spend an hour with me. Perhaps he is coming to tell me about it, but that doesn't change anything. What's the matter with Will, has he gone mad?" "Yes, that he has," answered Regine, all excitement again.
Regine was as uncouth in outward appearance as she was rugged in character, and the direct opposite of her courtly brother in every particular; but still, as they sat side by side now, after their long separation, there was a look on both faces which told that the mysterious bond of kinship was much to them both, despite the antagonism which so often came to the fore.
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