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Updated: May 8, 2025
Generally known as Kutzo-Vlakhs, or, among themselves, as Aromuni, they are as even Weigand, who undoubtedly has Bulgarophil leanings, recognizes the most intelligent and best educated of the inhabitants of Macedonia. In 1905 the Rumanian Government secured from the Porte official recognition of their separate cultural and religious organizations on a national basis.
He could scarcely do more than confirm what was already known to them. He only added a comforting and hopeful greeting from Sintram's mother to her son, and told that the blissful Weigand had fallen asleep like a tired child, whilst Verena, with calm tenderness, held a crucifix before him. "And in eternal peace our penance end!"
The woman would of course use this weapon ruthlessly. The affair had never stood so badly. But that evening she breathed again. For Weigand declared that the waitress seemed to have her good qualities too and her heart-felt prayers had persuaded him to keep her. For several days nothing of significance took place except that Weigand, whenever he mentioned the waitress, peered curiously aside.
There were fifteen rooms for guests, a tap-room, a wine-room, a grocery-shop and a livery-stable. Weigand, intimidated by misfortune, had never even hoped to aspire to such heights of splendour. Even now he could only grasp the measure of his happiness by calculating enormous profits. And he did this with peculiar delight.
This time her tremours and her blushes were real, her tears were genuine for her father used a horse-whip.... But when, that night, Toni sat on the edge of her bed and bathed the bloody welts on her body, she knew that her plan would succeed. And, to be sure, two days later Herr Weigand returned a little more faded, a little more hesitant, but altogether, by no means unhappy.
The gentlemen who drank in the adjoining room, the judges, physicians, planters all the bigwigs of a small town, in short soon noticed the magical light that glimmered through the half-open door whenever Weigand was obliged to pass from the public rooms into his private dwelling.
I got a dandy mother, too, and maybe you'll see how much I think about her, kind of, in the next chapter. Anyway I have to thank Wig Weigand, that's one sure thing. Now maybe you think I did a good stunt in that marsh, but a scout doesn't get credit unless he uses his brains and does everything all right. And that's where I fell down, and it came near making a lot of trouble, believe me.
"I have not suffered, I have not died; but ye suffer, and ye die, poor mortals!" murmured the stranger. "I am not Weigand. I am that other, who was so like him, and whom thou hast also met before now in the wood." Sintram strove to free himself from the terror which came over him at these words. He looked at his horse; it appeared to him entirely altered.
And the men grew to be curious, the more so as the inn-keeper's young wife, of whose charms many rumours were afloat, had never yet been seen by any. One evening, when the company was in an especially hilarious mood, the men demanded stormily to see the mysterious room. Weigand hesitated. He would have to ask his wife's permission.
Only the little lamb runs in its terror to the orchard, pushes itself through the garden-rails, and lies at Verena's feet, as if asking for help, all red with its master's blood. She took it up in her arms, and from that moment never suffered Weigand the Slender to appear again before her face.
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