The children of Alsace : $b (Les Oberlés)Bazin, René
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The children of Alsace : $b (Les Oberlés)
Bazin, René
Alsace (France) -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction
Jean, on his side, was disturbed. This simple thing, the receiving a
former comrade, seemed to him now a delicate problem to solve.
Personally he should have inclined towards the affirmative. But
neither Madame Oberlé nor the grandfather would admit any exception
to the rule so strictly kept up to now--that no Germans, except
quick and commonplace business men, should be admitted to the house
of the old protesting deputy. They would never consent. But it was
hard for Jean to show himself less tolerant in Strasburg than he had
been in Munich, and at the first meeting on Alsatian ground to
offend the young officer who had come to him with hand outstretched.
He tried at least to put a note of cordiality into his answer:
"I will come and see you, dear Farnow, with pleasure."
The German understood, frowned, and was silent. Evidently others had
refused even to visit him. He did not meet in Oberlé that systematic
and complete hostility. His anger did not last, or he did not show
it. He reached out his slender hand, the wrist of which looked like
a bundle of steel threads covered with skin, and with the tips of
his fingers he touched the hilt of his sword, which had not left his
side.
"I shall be charmed," he said at last.
He ordered a bottle of Burgundy, and having filled Jean's glass and
his own, drank.
"To your return to Alsheim!" he said.
Then, drinking it in a draught, he placed the glass upon the table.
"I am really very pleased to see you again. I live pretty well
alone, and you know my tastes outside my profession, which I adore,
above which I place nothing whatever, nothing if it be not God, who
is the great judge of it. I love hunting best--I think man is made
to move in large spaces, to strengthen his power and his dominion
over the beasts, when he has not the occasion to do it over his
kind. For me there is no pleasure to equal it. Apropos of this, it
seems that M. Oberlé has been ousted from his hunting rights?"
"Yes," said Jean; "he has given them up almost entirely----"
"Would you like to have a turn at my place? I have rented some
shooting near Haguenau, half wood and half plain; I have roebuck
which come from the forest--the ancient Sacred Forest; I have hares
and pheasants, and snipe at the time of passage; and if you like
glowworms, I have some who fly under the pine-trees and shine like
the lances of my Hussars."
The conversation ran on for a while on this subject. Then Farnow
finished the bottle of Carolis wine with Jean, and lifting the
hawthorn which beflowered his epaulet and letting it drop to the
ground, said:
"If you will allow me, Oberlé, I will go some way with you. What
direction do you take?"
"Towards the University!"
"That is my way."
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