“Oh, you can leave that to me,” she said, quite undismayed. “You mean
he will refuse on account of the seventeen thousand marks current. But
Grünlich wasn’t willing, either, and they made him. There are ways and
means, I’m sure. I’ll go to Dr. Gieseke. He is Christian’s friend, and
he will help me. Oh, yes, of course, I know it was not the same thing
then. It was ‘incapacity of the husband to provide for his family.’
You see, I know my way about in these affairs. Dear me, you act as if
this were the first time in my life that I got a divorce! But even so,
Tom. Perhaps there is nothing that applies to this case. Perhaps it is
impossible--you may be right. But it is all the same; my resolve is
fixed. Let him keep the money. There are higher things in life. He will
never see me again, either way.”
She coughed again. She had left the bed and seated herself in an
easy-chair, resting one elbow on its arm. Her chin was so deeply buried
in her hand that her four bent fingers clutched her under lip. She sat
with her body turned to the right, staring with red, excited eyes out
of the window.
The Consul walked up and down, sighed, shook his head, shrugged his
shoulders. He paused in front of her, fairly wringing his hands.
“You are a child, Tony, a child,” said he in a discouraged, almost
pleading tone. “Every word you have spoken is the most utter childish
nonsense. Will you make an effort, now, if I beg you, to think about
the thing for just one minute like a grown woman? Don’t you see that
you are acting as if something very serious and dreadful had happened
to you--as if your husband had cruelly betrayed you and heaped insults
on you before all the world? Do try to realize that nothing of the sort
has happened! Not a single soul in the world knows anything about that
silly affair that happened at the top of your staircase in Kaufinger
Street. Your dignity, and ours, will suffer no slightest diminution if
you go calmly and composedly back to Permaneder--of course, with your
nose in the air! But, on the other hand, if you don’t go back, if you
give this nonsense so much importance as to make a scandal out of it,
then you will be wounding our dignity indeed.”
She jerked her chin out of her hand and stared him in the face.
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