The World's Illusion, Volume 1 (of 2): EvaWassermann, Jakob
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The World's Illusion, Volume 1 (of 2): Eva
Wassermann, Jakob
German fiction -- Translations into English
“One word led to another, and I gathered the courage to reproach her
with the morally neglected condition of her children, and with the
wounding and vulgar quality of all I had so far seen and experienced
in her house. I intentionally used the sharpest words, in order that
she might flare up in wrath and show me the door. But she remained
quite calm, and begged me to explain my ideas more fully. I did so,
not without passion, and she heard me with pleasure. Several times I
saw her breathe deeply and stretch herself and close her eyes. She
contradicted me, then agreed, defended her position, and in the end
admitted it to be indefensible. I told her that the love which she
thought she felt for her sons was really a sort of hatred, based on
a poisoning of her own soul, in which there was yet another life and
another love, which it was wicked to condemn to withering and death.
She must have misunderstood me at this point, for she looked at me with
her large eyes suddenly, and bade me go. When I had closed her door
behind me, I heard sobs. I opened the door again, and saw her sitting
there with her face hidden in her hands. I had the impulse to return to
her. But her gesture dismissed me.
“I had never before seen any woman cry except my mother. I cannot
tell you of my feelings. If I had had a sister and grown up in her
companionship, I might have acted and felt differently. But Adeline was
the first woman whom, in any deeper sense, I truly saw.
“Several days later she asked me whether I had any hope of forming her
boys into human beings in my sense. She said that she had reflected on
all I had urged, and had come to the conclusion that things could not
go on as they were. I answered that it was not yet too late. She begged
me to save what was possible, and announced that, in order to leave
me a free hand, she had determined to travel for a few months. Three
days later she departed. She took no personal farewell of her sons, but
wrote them a letter from Dresden.
“I took the boys with me to a hunting lodge, that lay isolated in the
woods, at a distance of two hours from Halbertsroda. It belonged to the
Ribbeck estate, and Adeline had assigned it to me as a refuge. There
I settled down with the boys and took them sternly in hand. Sometimes
dread overcame me, when I thought of the words of Scripture: Why do
you seek constantly to change your way? Beware lest you be deceived by
Egypt, as you were deceived by Assyria.
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