"Tell Jost," she said, scornfully, "that if he is clever in nothing else
he is a master liar. I would tell him myself, but I will never speak to
him again. Will you come for me tomorrow or not, Blasi?" she had turned to
leave him.
"Why of course, if that's the way it is about Jost, I'll come. You may
count on me," he replied gleefully. She held out her hand to him, and was
gone.
The next evening, as Blasi was walking at his ease, towards the wood, he
met Jost hurrying along from another direction.
"Where may you be going?" asked Jost peremptorily.
"I am going to meet Veronica; she engaged me to," answered Blasi, not at
all unwilling to make known his errand.
"Well, you are a dunderhead to take a joke like that for sober earnest,"
said Jost, bursting into a loud laugh. "Hadn't you sense enough to see
that she was making a fool of you? We had a good laugh together about it
last night, she and I, and she said she had a mind to make you go all
winter long to Fohrensee, to fetch her; and that you would never find out
that she was making sport of you. She seems to have made a good
beginning."
Jost laughed again immoderately, and Blasi began to waver.
"If I only knew which of you was telling a lie;" he said, and stood still
to think it over. Suddenly he started forward on the full run, for it
occured to him that he could decide by Veronica's air when he met her,
whether she had cheated him or not. Jost saw that Blasi was determined not
to give up his enterprise so he turned about, and disappeared among the
bushes; for he had no desire to have Blasi see how Veronica treated him.
When Blasi met Veronica, her face had so pleasant and bright a look, that
the lad was struck with her beauty. It was not the look of one who was
making a fool of him. Veronica was sincere. She talked kindly with him all
the way home, more kindly than he had ever thought she could talk, and
when they parted, she said persuasively,
"You'll come tomorrow, and every day, won't you Blasi?"
Then she pressed a piece of money into his hand, and thanked him for his
kindness so gratefully, that it seemed as if he had conferred a great
favor on her, instead of having received payment for service rendered.
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