The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. I.Spielhagen, Friedrich
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The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. I.
Spielhagen, Friedrich
Fiction
"That is my affair," interrupted the President, smiling. "The question
is now, are you inclined--supposing, of course, that the other
circumstances of the position, which are not brilliant, but still
sufficient, should suit you--to agree to my proposal? I do not expect,
I do not even wish, for any answer at present; I only ask for it when
you return the papers to me at Sundin, and we can discuss the matter
further over a cutlet and a glass of Burgundy."
The President rose. Reinhold felt that he must accede to the wishes of
this strange man, and not further pursue the question here or now, and
took his leave, expressing his thanks in a few words which came from
his heart, and were received by the President with a kindly smile. He
had already reached the door when the President called after him:
"If you like to hand over to my servant anything which might be in your
way for your expedition, it shall be carefully looked after among my
luggage, and kept as a pledge for my papers."
A bow from the aristocratic grey head, a wave of the slender white
hand, and Reinhold was dismissed.
"Very graciously, but very much as if I were already in the Government
service and his," said Reinhold, laughing, as he walked up and down his
room, considering the proposal which had come to him so unexpectedly,
and yet like the natural sequel to all that had happened in the day.
The grounding of the steamer in an uncertain channel; the want of
proper signals from the shore; the absence of all precautions in case
of need, and principally of a lifeboat; the difficulty, even
impossibility, of putting a boat to sea in stormy weather, from that
low, unprotected shore--all this had passed through his head. There was
so much to be done here! And then that insane project of a harbour,
that had been, as it seemed, within a hair's breadth of being carried
out, perhaps might still be carried out, if experienced men did not
raise their voices loudly against it, and expose this delusion of the
Count's. The President was right. The position of a Superintendent of
pilots in these waters was far more important than might appear at
first sight, and was well worthy that a man should give his best
strength to it, and sacrifice to it all that he had still hoped and
promised to himself from life.
For a sacrifice it was. His almost completed negotiations with the
great Hamburg firm, who had offered him their finest ship for some
years to come, for the South American and China trade; his plan of a
North Pole expedition, which he had worked out from a completely new
point of view, and for which he had already planned and spoken so much,
and with such success--such far-reaching views, such important designs
to be given up, that he might confine himself to this narrow horizon!
to help to prevent this intricate channel from being quite silted up!
to organise some useful improvements on this coast; to----
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