What had been the necessity of calling themselves brother and sister? I
resolutely avoided thinking of them, loitered idly among the hills and
valleys, spent much time in village inns in friendly talk with the
landlord and his guests, or lay on a flat or sunny rock in the lovely
weather, and watched the clouds float over. In this way three days
passed not unpleasantly, though from time to time I had a stifled
feeling at my heart. This quiet nature accorded perfectly with my state
of mind. I gave myself up completely to the chance of the moment and the
impressions that it brought to me; following one another without haste,
they flooded my soul, and left finally a single feeling where everything
which I had seen or heard or experienced during these three days was
blended--everything: the faint resinous smell of the woods, cry and
tapping of the woodpeckers, the continual murmur of the clear brooks
with spotted trout in their sandy shallows, the not too bold outlines of
the mountains, gray rock, the friendly villages with venerable churches
and trees, storks in the meadows, snug mills with wheels merrily
turning, the honest faces of the country people with their blue smocks
and gray stockings, the slow creaking wagons and well-fed horses, or
sometimes a yoke of oxen, long-haired lads strolling along the cleanly
kept paths under apple and pear trees. To this day I remember with
pleasure the impressions of that time. I greet you, little nook of
modest ground, with your modest content, with your signs everywhere
visible of busy hands, of labor constant if not severe--greetings to you
and peace.
At the end of the third day I returned to S----. I have forgotten to say
that in my vexation with the Gagins, I had endeavored to reinstate the
image of my hard-hearted widow. But I remember, as I began to think of
her, I saw before me a little peasant girl, about five years old, out of
whose round little face a pair of great innocent eyes were regarding me
curiously. The look was so childlike, so confiding, a kind of shame
swept over me. I could not continue a lie before that gaze, and at once
and for ever I said good-by to my early flame.
I found a note from Gagin waiting for me. My sudden whim astonished him.
He made me some reproaches that I had not taken him with me, and begged
me to come to him as soon as I should return. Distrustfully I read this
note, yet the following day found me at L----.
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