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"Well, there is probably no reason for that either," said Frau Rupius, as if lost in thought, stroking Bertha's hand, which lay upon the table. "I am aware of that, of course, and yet I am so proud and seem quite different from all the women whom I know. You see if you knew ... if you were acquainted with him it is such a strange affair!
"Yes, I assure you it is cheaper even if you throw in the cost of the journey. Why don't you follow my wife's example?" "In that way, Herr Rupius?" "Why, in regard to your frocks and hats! You are young and pretty, too!" "Heavens above! On whose account should I dress smartly?" "On whose account! On whose account is it that my wife dresses so smartly?"
"Oh yes, very glad!" replied Bertha assiduously. "My frame of mind is generally dependent on the weather. During that thunderstorm a few days ago I was utterly depressed, and then, when the storm was over " Frau Rupius interrupted her. "That is the case with every one, you know." Bertha grew low-spirited.
She felt that there existed an incomprehensible connexion between herself and Frau Rupius. She rose to her feet, stretched out her hand, and, as if it were quite a matter of course, the two ladies kissed each other good-bye like a couple of old friends. On reaching the door Bertha remarked: "I am going to Vienna again to-morrow for a few days."
And at that moment she realized, quite distinctly, that Frau Rupius was now in the company of somebody whom she loved. Indeed why shouldn't she? Of course, so long as she stayed in Vienna, she was free and mistress of her own time besides, she was a very pretty woman, and was wearing a fragrant violet costume.
At the same time it occurred to her that the woman sitting opposite her had neither a child nor even the prospect of having one, and Bertha would have been glad to take back what she had said. Indeed, she was on the point of seeking some qualifying word. But, as if Frau Rupius was able to see into her soul, and as if in her presence a lie was impossible, she said at once: "Your only happiness?
It was just her fate to say such things in the presence of Frau Rupius, even in her last hour. Anna smiled; she looked as pale and young as a girl. "Thank you, dear Bertha," she said. "But whatever for, my dear, dear Anna?" She had the greatest difficulty in restraining her tears. At the same time, however, she was very curious to hear what had actually happened.
Frau Rupius looked at her with kindly commiseration. "I think," she said, "that you are going to pay a visit to your cousin now, are you not? I suppose that you will be asked to stay to dinner." "Agatha will be sure to invite me to dine with her."
"Yes, you are quite right.... What I really meant to say was rather that it seems to me as though I had done something quite good, as if I had done something outstanding. Yes, Frau Rupius, the fact of the matter is, I have been proud of myself ever since."
Possibly there would be some news awaiting her at home, a telegram from Emil, perhaps though that, indeed, would be nothing extraordinary ... after all, the two things were closely connected.... She wondered whether Frau Rupius still thought of what Bertha had told her at the railway station, and whether, perhaps, she would speak of it in her delirium ... however, that was a matter of indifference, indeed.
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