The Bride of the Nile — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 818 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Complete.

The Bride of the Nile — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 818 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Complete.

“He was always fond of me I think; but then, afterwards, he remembered what a high position he had to fill and regarded me as too little and too childish.  Oh, how many tears I have shed over being so absurdly little!  A Water-wagtail—­that is what I shall always be.  Your old host called me so; and if a man like Orion feels that he must have a stately wife I can hardly blame him.  That other one whom he thinks he loves better than he does me is tall and beautiful and majestic—­like you; and I have always told myself that his future wife ought to look like you.  It is all over between him and me, and I will submit humbly; but at the same time I cannot help thinking that when he came home he thought me pretty and attractive, and had a real fancy and liking for me.  Yes, it was so, it certainly was so!—­But then he saw that other one, and I cannot compare with her.  She is indeed the woman he wants,—­and that other, Paula, is yourself.  Yes, indeed, you yourself; an inner voice tells me so.  And I tell you truly, you may quite believe me:  it is a pain no doubt, but I can be glad of it too.  I should hate any mere girl to whom he held out his hand—­but, if you are that other—­and if you are his wife. . .”

“Nonsense,” exclaimed Paula decidedly.  “Consider what you are saying.  When Orion tempted you to perjure yourself, did he behave as my friend or as my foe, my bitterest and most implacable enemy?”

“Before the judges, to be sure . . .” replied the girl looking down thoughtfully.  But she soon looked up again, fixed her eyes on Paula’s face with a sparkling, determined glance, and frankly and unhesitatingly exclaimed:  “And you?—­In spite of it all he is so handsome, so clever, so manly.  You can hardly help it—­you love him!”

Paula withdrew her arm, which had been round Katharina, and answered candidly.

“Until to-day, at the funeral, I hated and abominated him; but there, by his father’s tomb, he struck me as a new man, and I found it easy to forgive him in my heart.”

“Then you mean to say that you do not love him?” urged Katharina, clasping her friend’s round arm with her slender fingers.

Paula started to feel how icy cold her hand was.  The moon was up, the stars rose higher and higher, so, simply saying:  “Come away,” she rose.  “It must be within an hour of midnight,” she added.  “Your mother will be anxious about you.”

“Only an hour of midnight!” repeated the girl in alarm.  “Good Heavens, I shall have a scolding!  She is still playing draughts with the Bishop, no doubt, as she does every evening.  Good-bye then for the present.  The shortest way is through the hedge again.”

“No,” said Paula firmly, “you are no longer a child; you are grown up, and must feel it and show it.  You are not to creep through the bushes, but to go home by the gate.  Rufinus and I will go with you and explain to your mother. . .”

“No, no!” cried Katharina in terror.  “She is as angry with you as she is with them.  Only yesterday she forbid. . .”

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