The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 11: Masterpieces of German Literature Translated Into English
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The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 11: Masterpieces of German Literature Translated Into English
German literature -- 19th century -- Translations into English; German literature -- 20th century -- Translations into English
So I had felt a few times, and this noon again--only a little worse
than before. The assistants were off at dinner, and Aunt Rikchen had
gone to look after the house; only he and I and Cilli were there, and
Justus wanted to work on, if we were willing, to finish the work. But
he didn't work industriously, as was his custom, and I noticed that,
and didn't sit as quietly as usual, and we--that is, he and I--played
all sorts of pranks with Lesto, who had to pretend that he was dead,
and bark at me as if he were mad, and I pretended to want to hit his
master, and other nonsense, till suddenly we heard the door which leads
into the garden close and--Heavens! Else! how shall I describe it to
you--Cilli had gone away without our noticing it; we must thus have
been a bit boisterous, and for that reason became quiet now, still as
mice, so that one could have heard a pin drop, if one had dropped,
and I was so embarrassed, Else, so embarrassed, you know! And still
more embarrassed when all of a sudden he kneeled close before me--I
had seated myself, because my knees were shaking--and then looked me
again in the eyes, and I looked at him, you know I had to, Else!--and
asked, but very gently, what that meant. That means, he said--but also
very gently--that you must once for all declare yourself. I'll give
you a snip on the nose if you don't get up, said I, but still more
softly--I'll get up--but so close to my ear that I could not strike
his nose, but had to fall in all seriousness upon his neck, whereat
Lesto, who thought the life of his master was at stake, began to bark
dreadfully, and I, to pacify Lesto and to get Justus up from his knees,
said yes to everything he wished, that I loved him, that I'd be his
wife, and whatever else one says at such a dreadful moment.
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