Otto shrugged his shoulders impatiently. It vexed him that such
sentimental considerations should cause Johanna to overlook the real
consequences of this wretched marriage; that is, the necessary lowering
of her own position in society. At this instant Magelone made her
appearance. "How you look!" she said, turning from one to the other. "Is
anything the matter? Do you wish to be alone?"
"No, no; stay!" Otto made reply. "All the world knows about the matter
we were discussing----"
"Oh, is it that newspaper story?" Magelone interposed. "These long faces
for that? How can you be so stupid?"
"It's all very well for you to talk," said Otto. "Try having your
friends turn up their noses at you."
"But you must not let them," Magelone exclaimed. "Of course, if you go
about like chanticleer in a rain, they will do so. But hold up your
head, and look every one full in the face, and no one will hint at the
unlucky story; and even if any one should be so awkward as to allude to
it, deny it on the spot."
"We cannot!" said Johanna. "It is true."
Magelone laughed. "That sounds precisely as if you had just been
confirmed. True or false, you must deny it. You would not put Otto in
the position of step-son-in-law to a circus-rider? And all the rest of
us: our step-uncle or step-cousin Carlo Batti? It is too ridiculous!"
With these words she departed, with the agreeable consciousness of
having left Otto in no doubt as to the fresh annoyances entailed upon
him by his betrothal.
The evil seed had fallen upon fruitful soil.
When Magelone had gone, Otto said, still more gloomily than before, "She
takes it very easily, but I must confess to you that I am enraged. My
position was hard enough before." And he went on venting his indignation
against society in violent expressions, concluding with the angry words,
"Of course you care nothing for all this. You feel yourself, as usual,
exalted far above----"
Johanna arose, and interrupted him. "You are mistaken," she said,
gently. "Everything that you say cuts me to the heart, and convinces
me"--she hesitated a moment--"convinces me that I make you unhappy. This
I cannot endure." She could not continue; her eyes filled with tears,
and she turned hurriedly to leave him. But Otto sprang to her side and
detained her.
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