For that matter money was never considered at the Castle, the sums
were always big there. What did a dinner like this cost, for instance?
But now according to all accounts the bottom had been reached, even of
their hostess's famous jewel-case, and so the son-in-law's money would
have to refill the coffers.
"What's he worth, do you suppose?"
"Oh tut! there's no counting it."
Johannes got up again and went out into the garden. The lilacs
were in bloom, a fragrant wave of auricula, narcissus, jasmine and
lily-of-the-valley swept round him. He found a corner by the wall and
sat down on a stone; a shrub hid him from all eyes. He was worn out by
emotion, thoroughly fagged, and his wits were clouded; he thought of
getting up and going home, but sat on in dull apathy. Then he heard a
murmur on the pathway, some one was coming; he recognized Victoria's
voice. He held his breath and waited a moment; then he caught a glimpse
of the Lieutenant's uniform through the leaves. The engaged couple were
walking together.
"It doesn't seem to me," he was saying, "that this will hold water. You
listen to what he says, you hang on to every word of his speech and
then shout out. What does it all mean?"
She stopped and stood before him at her full height.
"Do you want to know?" she asked.
"Yes."
She was silent.
"It's all the same to me if it meant nothing," he went on. "Then you
needn't tell me."
She collapsed again.
"No, it didn't mean anything," she answered.
They began to walk again. The Lieutenant shrugged his epaulettes
nervously and said aloud:
"He'd better look out, or he might feel an officer's hand about his
ears."
They went in the direction of the summer-house.
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