The Herr only stopped in Tausens long enough to leave word at the inn
for Dr. Putzer to come to the castle as soon as possible, and then
drove on to Reifenstein. Here he took up his abode in his old room,
while the nurse and child lived in another wing of the building. He
sent to the farm in the valley for old Stoffel's two daughters. Trine
and Lene, and the youngest son, Melcher, the stupidest of all, a
perfect blockhead, and they were hired to do all the work of the
household.
Henceforth Herr von Heydeck led the life of a hermit in the castle; the
only man with whom he had any intercourse in all the country round was
tipsy Dr. Putzer, whom he often sent for to visit the child and report
to him the state of its health, for the Herr himself never saw it. The
nurse was strictly forbidden ever to take it out of the apartments
appropriated to her; if she was obliged to leave them herself, she was
ordered to leave the child in the cradle and lock the door after her.
Except the doctor, nobody in Tausens ever saw the baby; even the
servants were not allowed to go into the room where it was.
The nurse was a very proud person; she never condescended to speak a
word to any one except the doctor; she was always polite enough to him.
They two understood one another extremely well; they would sometimes
sit together for hours, while the master was in his room buried in his
books. Once Trine saw him kiss her.
One evening--it was in the beginning of the winter--the doctor came to
the inn parlour and told the gentlemen who were sitting there over
their wine that he had just come from the castle, where matters looked
badly; the child was seriously ill. He could not yet say what was the
matter with it, but he thought it had the smallpox.
The gentlemen were greatly surprised at this intelligence. There had
been one or two cases of smallpox in the neighbouring valleys, but none
in Tausens or its immediate vicinity. It seemed impossible that the
child should have taken it, living as he did in one part of the castle
and seeing no one but his nurse and the doctor. But nevertheless it was
the case, for a few days afterwards he proved to have the smallpox in
its most malignant form, and within a week he was dead.
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