The Complete Short Works of Georg EbersEbers, Georg
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The Complete Short Works of Georg Ebers
Ebers, Georg
German fiction -- Translations into English
To be held in light esteem, nay, even despised, was part of her calling,
like her constant wandering. She had longed for applause in her art,
but for herself she had desired nothing save swift draughts of pleasure,
since she had learned how little she was regarded by the only person
whose opinion she valued. She could never have expected that he would
hold her in high esteem, since he was so indifferent to her art that he
did not even think it worth while to lift his eyes to the rope. Yet the
idea that he placed her in the same rank with others in her profession
seemed unendurable. But she need grieve over this no longer, and when
she remembered that even the sorest want had not been able to induce her
to touch his alms, she could have fairly shouted for joy amid all her
misery. The conviction that one man, who was the best and noblest of his
sex, might deem her a poor, unfortunate girl, but never a creature who
deserved contempt, was the beam to which she clung, when the surges of
her pitiable, wandering life threatened to close over her and stifle
her.
CHAPTER VIII.
As Kuni's troubled soul had derived so much benefit from the short
pilgrimage to Altotting, she hoped to obtain far more from a visit to
Santiago di Compostella, famed throughout Christendom.
True, her old master, Loni, whom she had met at Regensburg, permitted
her to join his band, but when she perceived that he was far less
prosperous than before, and that she could not be useful to him in any
way, she left him at Cologne because a kindhearted captain offered to
take her to Vlissingen without pay. Thence she really did set out upon
the pilgrimage to Santiago di Compostella; but St. James, the patron
saint of the Spaniards, whose untiring mercy so many praised, did
not prove specially favourable to her. The voyage to Compostella,
the principal place where he was reverenced, which annually attracted
thousands of pilgrims, cost her her last penny, and the cold nights
which she was obliged to spend on deck increased her cough until it
became almost unendurably violent.
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