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"Leave me alone, don't bother me with your flatteries." Frau Regine's face was as inflexible as ever, but her voice had a certain unsteadiness which made Hartmut feel he had won the day. He laid his arm upon her shoulder with the freedom of a child. "I believe you do love me a little, Aunt Regine, and I I have been happy for weeks over the thought of my visit to Burgsdorf.
"In about four weeks," Frau Regine declared calmly, "you would all have been under my command, Moritz." "What! You say that to my face? Well, I'd just like to prove it for once," retorted Schönau, full of wrath now. "Thank you, I shouldn't care to marry a second time, so give yourself no uneasiness." "I can assure you I didn't mean an offer. I wouldn't think of such a thing for a moment.
The little insolent thing threw her arms around Frau Regine's neck, and said, flatteringly: "Now, don't be angry, mamma! I wouldn't exchange my Will for all the great ambassadors of the world, and neither would you." "You're a little minx," said Regine, striving to look as severe as ever. "You know very well that one can't be angry with you long.
"I have provided for possibilities as well as I could," he answered. "The greater part of the people will have to go, too, and the inspector is off already; there is no question of substitutes now. So the work will be, of necessity, limited, and old Merton can oversee it." "Merton's an old sheep," said Regine, in her most decided tone.
Be reasonable, Regine, and give in. Little Marietta is a dear, good girl, if she has sung in a theatre. Every one speaks highly of her. You need never be ashamed of your daughter-in-law." Regine rose suddenly and pushed her chair back with a violent movement. "I beg you, Moritz, once for all, to spare me such requests. I will stand by my word.
"The old have none to spare, though," said the head forester promptly, glad of so good a chance to get on the subject near his heart. "Have you reflected enough over our little affair, Regine?" "What affair?" "Why, our marriage. I trust you are in the humor for it now." Regine turned away somewhat embarrassed. "How you do love to take one by surprise, Moritz."
The public would in all probability not appreciate the lines as they deserve, and your wife will value your work better without any rearrangement by me. That was my bosom friend's judgment." "It served you right; what had you, a landlord, to do with verses?" cried Regine sharply.
"But what does a man know of a mother's love or of the gratitude of children? You are all an ungrateful, heedless, selfish " "Hold! I have something to say for my own sex," von Schönau began excitedly. Suddenly, however, he leaned forward and said in a changed tone: "We haven't seen each other for seven months, Regine, so don't let's quarrel the very first day we meet.
Frau Regine, who considered it her special prerogative, read all this correspondence, and declared herself satisfied with it. There was no sentiment, no declaration of affection, in these letters; they were quite practical epistles, telling of home matters in a homely fashion, but they evinced Will's intention to keep his word and marry his cousin on the day appointed, and now near at hand.
Why didn't you send word you were coming?" "Where is Willibald?" was her only response in an incensed tone. "Is he at Fürstenstein?" "Of course, where else would he be? He wrote you of his arrival, that much I know." "Let him be called now, this minute." "What's the matter with you, Regine?" asked the head forester, noticing for the first time her intense excitement.
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