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She was also pleased with his attitude toward his younger brothers and sisters, equally devoid, as it was, of exaggeration or condescension. Everything about him seemed to her simple and sane and full of ardour after information and maturity. Niebeldingk sat quietly in his corner ready, at need, to smooth over any outbreak of uncouth youthfulness. But there was no occasion.
Best regards. Don't mind all that talk. The duel came to nothing. Our little lieutenant besought us not to ruin him and asked that his name be not mentioned. He has left town." Breathing a deep sigh of relief, Niebeldingk threw the letter aside. Now that the affair was about to float into oblivion, he became aware of the fact that it had weighed most heavily upon him.
She learned to condemn one day what she forgave the next, she learned to laugh over nothing and to grieve over nothing and to be indignant over nothing. But what surprised Niebeldingk more than these small adaptations to the omnipotent spirit of her new environment, was the deep revolution experienced by her innermost being. She had been a clinging, self-effacing, timid soul.
And what have I? ... A couple of hard cases picked up in the street." "Afterwards, I suppose, you felt more reconciled?" "That shows how little you know me. I'd promised the girls supper. So I had to eat with them. But when that was over I let 'em slide. I ran about in the streets and just howled!" "Very well, but what exactly are you after?" "That's what I don't know, Herr von Niebeldingk.
Therefore have the kindness not to annoy me with remorse. It was a delicate action and a cynical one. At noon Niebeldingk had just returned from his morning canter the visitor, previously announced, was ushered in. He was a robust young fellow, long of limb and broad of shoulder. His face was round and tanned, with hot, dark eyes.
One day, suspecting nothing, Niebeldingk entered the man's house and found him dragging his young wife from room to room by the hair.... Niebeldingk interfered and felt, in return, the lash of a whip.... Time and place had been decided upon when the man's physician forbade the duel.... He had been long suspected, but no certain symptoms had been alleged, since the brave little woman revealed nothing of the frightful inwardness of her married life.... Three days later he was definitely sent to a sanitarium.
With merry boldness, yet not without diffidence, he sidled, in his blue cheviot suit, into the room. "Morning, Herr von Niebeldingk." Enviously and admiringly Niebeldingk surveyed the athletic figure which moved with springy grace. "Morning, my boy ... sober?" "In honour of the day, yes." "Shall we breakfast?" "Oh, with delight, Herr von Niebeldingk!"
"I have summoned you, dear friend, because I want to introduce you to a charming young woman," Niebeldingk said, arising from his desk. "Now?" Fritz asked, sharply taken aback. "Why not?" "Why, I'd have to get my my afternoon coat first and fix myself up a bit. What is the lady to think of me?" "I'll take care of that. Furthermore, you probably know her, at least by reputation."
Up to this point Niebeldingk had striven to regard the whole business in a humorous light. It now began It now began to promise serious annoyance. He told the story at his club and the men laughed boisterously, but no one knew anything to the detriment of Miss Meta. She had been introduced by a lady who played small parts at a large theatre and important parts at a small one.
The old gentleman shook his gray head sadly. "That's all over," he declared, "but twenty years ago " Niebeldingk cut short the approaching confidences. "Well, what's going to happen now?" he asked. "And what will your sister do when you come home and announce my refusal?" "I'll tell you, Baron.
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