Frederick II, King of Prussia, 1712-1786 -- Fiction; Prussia (Germany) -- History -- Frederick II, 1740-1786 -- Fiction
“I desire you not to interrupt me,” commanded Frau von Werrig; “I have
listened to you, and now you shall listen to me. I promise you to speak
with more brevity than you have. I will not trouble you with useless
phrases and tedious lamentations. I will speak to the point. Marie is
the daughter of General Werrig von Leuthen, whose name would become
extinct if the grace and favor of the king had not prevented it, by
permitting the husband whom we have chosen for our daughter to take our
name, and therewith become our son. You may think, in your arrogance of
commoner, and the pride you take in having won the love of the daughter
of General von Leuthen, that you could be this husband and son-in-law.
But two things fail you: first, the necessary fortune; and, secondly,
the king’s consent, and that of her father. If you were rich, it might
be possible that we should be touched by the tender amorousness of our
daughter, and conquer our aversion to you for her sake. You are of low
birth, and take a subordinate position in society. It would be extremely
laughable for the schoolmaster Moritz to change suddenly into a Herr von
Werrig Leuthen. Our son-in-law must be a rich man, in order to be able
to give his new title consideration; and, fortunately, the wooer of
my daughter’s hand possesses this qualification, and therefore we have
given our consent. The king has approved our choice, and permits the
rich banker Ludwig Ebenstreit to become our son-in-law, and take our
name. The king has in this communication, which lies upon the table, and
which Marie has heard read, given his assurance to ennoble Ebenstreit
upon two conditions: first, that the banker should give up his business,
and live upon his income; and, secondly, that the marriage should not
take place until the papers of nobility are made out and published, so
that the daughter of General von Werrig should not make a misalliance.
You know all now, and you will at last understand that there is but one
thing for you to do--conquer your foolish presumption, and beg to be
excused for your unheard-of boldness in forcing yourself into our
house, and then withdraw quickly. If my ear does not deceive me, your
accomplice has opened the doors. I think I heard rightly, if my heart
has no ears, my head possesses better. We have finished. I would again
enjoin upon you the duty of begging for pardon, and then I close this
unrefreshing scene with the same words with which it opened--there is
the door--go out!”
“Yes, there is the door--go out of it! I want to be quiet--go! My
daughter is the betrothed of the rich banker Herr Ebenstreit; she will
be his wife as soon as the papers are made out and published.--Go!”
cried the general.
The young couple still stood there, hand in hand, looking at the
general, until now their eyes met, beaming with tenderest affection for
each other. “Is it true, Marie? Speak, my beloved, is it true, will you
be the wife of this rich man whom your parents have chosen for you?”
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