Through Night to Light: A NovelSpielhagen, Friedrich
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Through Night to Light: A Novel
Spielhagen, Friedrich
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"Among those around me was also Prince Waldenberg. I did not need to
inquire after his family and circumstances. Everybody was eager to
furnish me with information. He is a native of Russia, and immensely
rich. His mother's estates--she is Princess Letbus--lie in various
parts of Russia; he is Prince Waldenberg through his mother, who comes
of that family. Since he has succeeded to the estates, he has left the
Russian service for our service. His father is a Count Malikowsky. Both
parents are still alive, and he is their only child. You see, dear
Mary, here appears in my letters for the first time a real grandee, who
is the equal of your dukes and marquises; and while the prince's black
eyes, however far he was from me, were all the time looking at me, I
was thinking of you, whether I would see an encouraging smile in your
eyes if you were here, and you would say, 'He is worthy of you!' I
hoped you would, for the appearance and the manner of the prince is as
lofty as his rank. I noticed with heartfelt shame how sorry our own
young men looked by his side, and how they all tried in vain to copy
his way of walking and his carriage. He spoke several times very
eagerly with me. One of his sayings I remember, because it came from my
own heart. I asked him why he, who has thousands and thousands of
serfs, was serving in the army like our young noblemen, who had nothing
in the world but their swords? 'Because I am too proud,' he replied,
'to wish to rule where I am not fully entitled to rule.' 'How so,
highness?' I am not sovereign; my ancestors were sovereign; I have to
pay for the weakness of my ancestors.' 'Would you not have given up the
sovereignty?' 'Never,' he said, and this was the only time that I saw a
kind of genuine emotion in his cold, proud face; 'never! a thousand
times rather my life. But,' he added after a short pause, 'I know
somebody who also would rather die than be humbled.' 'And who can that
be?' 'You yourself, Miss Helen.'
"The party did not end till late at night. Papa sent me home in our
carriage. Mamma promised to return my visit the next day; that was
to-day. She really came this forenoon. She was again exceedingly kind,
paid me many compliments about my conduct last night, and expressed her
desire to have me back again at the house, just as my father also
wishes it. However, she left it entirely to me, whether I would come
back at all, and when. 'You did not exactly have your free will when
you went away,' she said; 'I want, therefore, at least to be perfectly
sure that your coming back is quite voluntary.'
"'And cousin Felix?' 'He leaves in a few days for Italy. I shall of
course not expect you to stay with him under the same roof.'
"Certainly, even if my mother does not mean it honestly, she has at
least found the right way to my heart. I am half decided to do what she
and papa want me to do."
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