Problematic Characters: A NovelSpielhagen, Friedrich
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Problematic Characters: A Novel
Spielhagen, Friedrich
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"My wife," said the baron, presenting Oswald to the older of the two, a
tall, graceful lady of about forty years, who had advanced a few steps
to meet the new-comer and now replied to his bow with some formality.
Then he bowed to the younger lady, a delicate, small figure, with a
sharp, thoroughly French face, framed in long curls; not thinking that
he ought to neglect this act of politeness, merely because he had not
been introduced to her also.
"You are late, Doctor Stein," said the baroness, with a deep sonorous
voice, which was not exactly in harmony with the cold light of her dark
gray eyes.
"As early, madam," replied the young man, cheerfully, "as the contrary
wind, which delayed the ferry-boat in the morning for several hours,
and the baron's driver, whose patience I had ample time to admire on
the way, would permit me."
"Patience is a noble virtue," said the baroness, when she had resumed
her seat on the sofa, while the others took chairs around the table; "a
virtue which you no doubt value very highly, as you need it so much in
your vocation. I am afraid the two boys will give you but too frequent
opportunities to practise this virtue to its fullest extent."
"I promise myself everything that is good from my future pupils, and am
quite sure, in advance, that the trials which they will make of my
patience will be no fiery trials."
"I hope so," said the baroness, resuming her work, which she had laid
aside when the young man entered. "But you will find the boys just now
rather neglected, as your arrival has been retarded for several days,
and your predecessor could not, or would not, do us the favor to delay
his departure for a few days."
"I should not think fairly of the character of the boys," replied
Oswald, "and still less so of the ability of Mr. Bauer, whom I have
heard much praised, if I were really to fear that his influence had not
survived a week."
"Well, Mr. Bauer had his virtues, but also his foibles," said the
baroness, counting the stitches in her work.
"That is the fate of men," replied Oswald.
"Perhaps the doctor would like some refreshment, dear Anna Maria," said
the old gentleman, suddenly. Oswald could not make out whether he was
prompted by an impulse of hospitality, or by a desire to change the
conversation, which was assuming a somewhat lively character.
"No, I thank you," said Oswald, dryly.
"You have not been long engaged in teaching," continued the baroness,
taking no notice of the interruption, "if I understood Professor Berger
correctly, who gave us your address."
"No."
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