'Do not think I am influenced in my judgment by my own personal
relations towards my aunt,' pursued Oswald. 'I assuredly would not
take upon me to sow distrust, did I not know how misleading too
guileless a confidence may here prove. You are entering on a difficult
position. The ground at Ettersberg is perilous ground for you, and it
is right you should be warned before you set foot on it. Your mother
fought a hard fight for her wedded happiness, but at least she had in
her husband a firm stay and valiant defender. In your case the
struggle will begin only after the marriage, but I fear it will not be
spared you; for you are entering the bigoted and narrow-minded circle
from which she escaped, and it remains to be seen whether Edmund will
afford you the support of which you will stand in need. At all events,
it is best to rely on one's self. Again I entreat of you on no
consideration to consent to the plan of a joint household. You and
your mother-in-law cannot live under one roof--Edmund must give up the
idea.'
Hedwig shook her head slightly. 'That will be difficult, if not
impossible. He loves his mother so well----'
'More than his affianced wife!' concluded Oswald emphatically.
'Herr von Ettersberg!'
'My words hurt you, Fräulein? No doubt the fact is a painful one, but
you must learn to look the truth in the face. Hitherto you have
heedlessly toyed with Edmund's love, and have met with sportive homage
and mere trifling in return. All the deeper feelings of his nature you
have left to his mother, who has well known how to pursue her
advantage. Edmund is capable of something better than superficial,
playful tenderness. Beneath that gay exterior lie warm affections--I
might almost say strong passions--but they must be awakened, and so
far his mother alone has fathomed these depths. Make sure now of that
which is yours by right. The power of a first and early love is in
your hands as yet. When that fair glamour has spent itself, it may be
too late.'
He had spoken with great earnestness, but with his wonted utter
disregard of any susceptibilities he might wound. Every word fell on
his listener's ear with strong, unsparing emphasis, and flattering the
words certainly were not. But a few months previously Hedwig would
either have resented such a warning as an offence, or have laughed it
away in happy, lighthearted confidence--now she listened in silence,
with bowed head. He was right, she felt it; but why must these
counsels come to her from his lips, why must she hear these cruel
words from _him?_
'You are silent,' said Oswald, when he had waited in vain for an
answer. 'You reject my advice, you think my interference uncalled for
and impertinent.'
'No,' replied Hedwig, drawing a deep breath. 'On the contrary, I thank
you, for I feel all the importance of such a warning coming from you.'
'And what it costs me to speak it?'
The words rushed to Oswald's lips, but he did not pronounce them.
Perhaps his thought was divined, nevertheless.
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