Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. I.Auerbach, Berthold
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Joseph in the Snow, and The Clockmaker. In Three Volumes. Vol. I.
Auerbach, Berthold
German fiction -- Translations into English
"I make a solemn vow here, before you all, that whether our child is
found or not, my Martina is mine for life or death. May God forgive me
for having been so long a weak undecided, good-for-nothing fellow! but
listen to me, men all. Each of you may strike me in the face if I do
not take my Martina to my own house, even if father, mother, and the
whole world are against it."
"For heaven's sake, don't talk of this just now," said Martina, hiding
her face on Adam's breast, and bursting for the first time into tears;
Adam laid his hand fondly on her head, his breast heaving with the
thick sobs which closely followed each other. Never did any one see
Adam weep but that once.
The whole assemblage, at a silent signal from Edward, had gone forward
with their bells, dogs, and torches; Haespele alone stayed behind with
the unhappy parents, and when Adam looked up, large tears were
glittering in his eyes in the light of the torch. Adam, however, stood
erect, and said energetically: "Come, Martina, we shall certainly find
him. I cannot think that he is dead; I heard him calling in the wood; I
could not believe that it was really a human voice, and yet it was the
voice of my child."
"And how often he called you during the night, and you could not hear
him!"
"If he is still alive, I will cherish henceforth every word of his."
"God grant it! Amen," said Haespele in a low voice, and went on before
them with his torch; and the two followed him close together.
CHAPTER XIII.
A TROOP OF HOBGOBLINS.
"Let me carry the clothes; give me his clothes," said Adam, as they
went along.
"No, I cannot part with them, they are all I now have belonging to him,
and I have the new boots in the bundle, that he never wore, and in my
hurry I brought his little wooden horse, too."
"Does he like horses? then he will like me also."
"Oh! do not speak so lightly; remember that he may be dead."
"The child may have lost himself in the wood, and yet not be dead; and
who knows whether he may not be at home at this moment, having gone of
his own accord, or some one have brought him home."
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