The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 12
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The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 12
German literature -- 19th century -- Translations into English; German literature -- 20th century -- Translations into English
According to the agreement Innstetten set out the following evening.
He took the same train Wüllersdorf had taken the day before and
shortly after five o'clock in the morning was at the station, from
which the road branched off to the left for Kessin. The steamer
referred to several times before was scheduled to leave daily, during
the season, immediately after the arrival of this train, and
Innstetten heard its first signal for departure as he reached the
bottom step of the stairway leading down the embankment. The walk to
the landing took less than three minutes. After greeting the captain,
who was somewhat embarrassed and hence must have heard of the whole
affair the day before, he took a seat near the tiller. In a moment the
boat pulled away from the foot bridge; the weather was glorious, the
morning sun bright, and but few passengers on board. Innstetten
thought of the day when, returning here from his wedding tour, he had
driven along the shore of the Kessine with Effi in an open carriage.
That was a gray November day, but his heart was serene. Now it was the
reverse: all was serene without, and the November day was within.
Many, many a time had he come this way afterward, and the peace
hovering over the fields, the horses in harness pricking up their ears
as he drove by, the men at work, the fertility of the soil--all these
things had done his soul good, and now, in harsh contrast with that,
he was glad when clouds came up and began slightly to overcast the
laughing blue sky. They steamed down the river and soon after they had
passed the splendid sheet of water called the "Broad" the Kessin
church tower hove in sight and a moment later the quay and the long
row of houses with ships and boats in front of them. Soon they were at
the landing. Innstetten bade the captain goodbye and approached the
bridge that had been rolled out to facilitate the disembarkation.
Wüllersdorf was there. The two greeted each other, without speaking a
word at first, and then walked across the levee to the Hoppensack
Hotel, where they sat down under an awning.
"I took a room here yesterday," said Wüllersdorf, who did not wish to
begin with the essentials. "When we consider what a miserable hole
Kessin is, it is astonishing to find such a good hotel here. I have no
doubt that my friend the head waiter speaks three languages. Judging
by the parting of his hair and his low-cut vest we can safely count on
four--Jean, please bring us some coffee and cognac."
Innstetten understood perfectly why Wüllersdorf assumed this tone, and
approved of it, but he could not quite master his restlessness and
kept taking out his watch involuntarily. "We have time," said
Wüllersdorf. "An hour and a half yet, or almost. I ordered the
carriage at a quarter after eight; we have not more than ten minutes
to drive."
"Where?"
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