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Updated: June 14, 2025
She met the nurse in the anteroom. It was the one Doctor Friedrich always sent to his private patients. She had a cheerful-looking face, and a comforting expression in her eyes. "The doctor will be sure to pull Frau Rupius through," she said. And, although Bertha knew that the nurse was always making such observations, she felt more reassured.
"scandal?" Yes, had Herr Rupius, perhaps, murdered his own wife?... No, what nonsense!
"My maid has, of course, many other things to attend to besides her nurse's duties," she replied; "but I cannot complain of her. She is also a very good cook." "It must be a great happiness to have such a boy," said Frau Rupius very drily, after a short interval of silence. "It is, indeed, my only happiness," said Bertha, more loudly than was necessary.
Then she noticed that Herr Rupius was keeping his gaze fixed intently on the door. His wife had come into the room. She went up to him, smiling. "Here I am, back again!" she said, kissing him on the forehead; and then she held out her hand to Bertha. "Good evening, Frau Rupius," said Bertha, highly delighted. Herr Rupius spoke not a word, but signs of violent agitation could be seen on his face.
Again, she had the impression that her own hopes were influenced by Anna having been taken ill; if Anna had been well, it would have surely happened also that the letter would have arrived by that time. She knew that such an idea was utter nonsense, but she could not resist it. Soon after five o'clock she again set out to call on Herr Rupius. The maid admitted her.
What sort of a figure would she cut in his presence? How shy and helpless she had become during the six years of her narrow existence in the little town! Frau Rupius rose to her feet.
I used to attend the conservatoire at the same time he did!" "Really?" said Frau Rupius. Bertha looked at her and observed that she had not paid the slightest attention to the portrait, but was thinking of something else. Bertha, however, was glad of that, for it seemed to her that there had been too much warmth lurking in her voice.
It was only now that Bertha learned that Frau Rupius had first become acquainted with her husband when he was just a boy; he had lived with his parents in the adjoining house, and had fallen in love with Anna and she with him, while they were both children.
His name is Rupius, he is very infirm; just fancy, he is quite paralysed." She felt obliged to tell Emil all this, for it seemed to her as though his eyes were unceasingly questioning her.
But I see you are going to post that letter, are you not?" And then for the first time Bertha noticed that she was still holding the letter to Emil in her hand. She gazed at it with such enraptured eyes that Frau Rupius smiled. "Perhaps you would like me to take it with me? It is to go to Vienna, I presume?"
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