As he spoke the guest had taken off his furs, and was seen to be a man
about five or six years younger than the pastor, of hardly medium
height, but with a very distinguished head, which, with its broad brow
and intellectual features, riveted attention at the first glance. The
clear, keen eyes seemed used to probe everything to the core, and in
the man's whole bearing there was evident the sense of superiority
which comes of being regarded as an authority in one's own circle.
He looked keenly about him, investigating the pastor's study and
adjoining room, both of which displayed a monastic simplicity; and as
he turned his eyes from one object to another in the small apartment,
he said, without a trace of sarcasm, but with some bitterness, "And
here you have cast anchor! I never imagined your solitude so desolate
and world-forsaken. Poor Valentin! You have to pay for the assault that
my investigations make so inexorably upon your dogmas, and for my works
being down in the 'Index.'"
The pastor repudiated this charge by a gentle gesture. "What an idea!
There are frequent changes in ecclesiastical appointments, and I came
to Saint Michael----"
"Because you had Hans Wehlau for a brother," the other completed the
sentence. "If you would publicly have cut loose from me, and thundered
from your pulpit against my atheism, you would have been in a more
comfortable parsonage, I can tell you. It is well known that there has
been no breach between us, although we have not seen each other for
years, and you must pay for it. Why did you not condemn me publicly? I
never should have taken it ill of you, since I know that you absolutely
repudiate my teachings."
"I condemn no one," the pastor said, softly; "certainly not you, Hans,
although it grieves me sorely to see you so greatly astray."
"Yes; you never had any talent for fanaticism, but always a very great
one for martyrdom. It often vexes me horribly, though, that I am the
one to help you to it. I have taken good care, however, that my visit
to-day should not be known; I am here _incognito_. I could not resist
the temptation to see you again on my removal to Northern Germany."
"What! you are going to leave the university?"
"Next month. I have been called to the capital, and I accepted
immediately, since I know it to be the sphere suited to me and to my
work. I wanted to bid you good-by; but I nearly missed you, for, as I
hear, you were at Steinrück yesterday at the Count's funeral."
"By the Countess's express desire I officiated."
"I thought so! They summoned me by telegraph to Berkheim to the
death-bed."
"And you went?"
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