"Father is right," cried Laura, springing up; "away with the
handkerchief, and my account with the Doctor will be closed for ever."
"That's right," assented Hummel. "Where is the rag? Away with it."
The handkerchief lay ready on a plate, wrapped up in fine blue paper,
and also covered with spring flowers.
"So this is the hemmed and embroidered thing? We will send it over
immediately."
He took the plate from the table, and carried it quickly into the
factory; from thence the blue packet went, with many compliments, to
the godfather in the house of the enemy.
Mrs. Hahn brought the card of greeting and the present to her son's
room.
"Ah, that is a charming attention," remarked the Doctor, closely
examining the flowers.
"It is not so customary now-a-days to send presents to the gentlemen
too," said the Doctor's mother. "But I always thought it such a pretty
custom."
She unfolded the paper inquisitively, and looked up in astonishment. A
printed cotton handkerchief lay within, as thick as leather and woven
with coarse threads. It might be a mask only, and in this hope she
unfolded it, but a frightful caricature alone appeared in diabolical
colors of red and black.
"That is not a nice joke," said the mother, vexed.
The Doctor looked downcast. "I have sometimes teased Laura Hummel. This
probably has reference to some bantering that has passed between us. I
beg of you, mother, to place the flowers in a glass."
He took the handkerchief, concealed it in a drawer, and again bent over
his writing.
"I should not have expected this of Laura," continued the mother, much
disturbed. But as her son did not encourage further complaints, she
arranged the flowers for him and left the room, pondering upon the
mortification of her child.
The carriage drove up and the Doctor got into it to fetch the
godmother.
"Our doors are so near together," said Hummel, who was standing at the
window, "that he will only just have time to creep out from the other
side."
After some difficulty in turning, the carriage arrived at the steps of
Mr. Hummel. The servant opened the door, but before the Doctor could
jump down Susan appeared on the steps and called out:
"Do not take the trouble of entering, the young lady will come
immediately."
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