The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. II.Spielhagen, Friedrich
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The Breaking of the Storm, Vol. II.
Spielhagen, Friedrich
Fiction
His voice shook, but he collected himself by a strong effort and went
on quietly, "Done every thing which a brother would at such a time do
for a brother. I have even set my uncle's friendship and affection,
which are very dear to me, at stake, and I fear, lost them. That it was
all in vain, that I must let that be, which I foresaw would be to those
most nearly concerned a deadly blow, which would more or less recoil
upon us all without exception--I do not know whether I need tell you
how hard this has been to me, how hard it is!"
"You do not need," said Elsa. "Take the thanks of the sister for the
brother. You do not perhaps believe how grateful I am to you, and how
your words have comforted me. Since this morning, through all the
trouble which has come upon us, I have continually asked myself how you
would be affected by it. I have longed to hear these words from you.
Now that I have heard them my heart feels lighter, and now, between us
two at least, all will be again as it was."
"Do you believe that? do you really believe it?" asked Reinhold.
The smile died away upon her lips. She gently drew back the hand which
she had given him, and which he firmly held; the blood flew again into
her cheeks, which then became whiter than before.
"Have I been mistaken?" stammered Elsa.
"I do not think so," said Reinhold, "because, forgive me, I cannot
think that at this moment you have been quite sincere. And--you have
yourself said it--what brought ruin upon your brother, and upon my
cousin, save that they were not open, neither to themselves, nor to
each other, nor to their friends--that they never had the courage of
their opinions--that they never had the true courage of their love?
Well! I, for my part, will not and dare not burden my soul with this
reproach. I will keep my conscience free, however heavy my heart may
remain. May I speak out what is in my heart? and will you answer me as
your heart dictates?"
She sat there, pale and motionless, only the hand which she had given
him, and which now lay in her lap, trembled.
"I will," she said, in a low voice.
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