sorrow for you from the rest of the kin—­is to expect to gather sweet pears from juniper bushes.  Ever since your betrothal your mother and I have had no sleep, disturbed whenever we talked to each other about your being condemned to live under the same roof with that old devil, the countess, her pitiable daughter, and that worthless Siebenburg.  But within the past few hours all this has been changed.  The table-cloth has been cut between the Eysvogels and the Ortliebs.  No power in the world can ever join it.  I have not told you what has happened.  Now you may learn that you——­ But first listen, and then decide on whose side you will stand.

“Early this morning I went to the session of the Council.  In the market-place I met first one member of it, then a second, third, and fourth; each asked me what had happened to the beautiful E, my lovely little daughter.  Gradually I learned what had reached their ears.  Yesterday evening, on his way home from here, the man outside, Casper Eysvogel, sullied your—­our—­good name, child, in a way I have just learned the particulars.  He boasted, in the presence of those estimable old gentlemen, the Brothers Ebner, that he had flung at my feet the ring which bound you to his son.  You had been surprised at midnight, he said, in the arms of a Swiss knight, and that base scoundrel Siebenburg, his daughter’s husband, dared at the gaming-table, before a number of knights and gentlemen—­among them young Hans Gross, Veit Holzschuher, and others-to put your interview with the Swiss in so false a light that No, I cannot bring my lips to utter it——­

“You need hear only this one thing more:  the wretch said that he thanked his patron saint that they had discovered the jade’s tricks in time.  And this, child, was the real belief of the whole contemptible crew!  But now that the water is up to their necks, and they need my helping hand to save them from drowning-now they will graciously take Ernst Ortlieb’s daughter if he will give them his property into the bargain, that they may destroy both fortune and child.  No—­a thousand times no!  It is not seemly, at this hour, to yield to the spirit of hate; but she who is lying in her last sleep above would not have counselled me by a single word to such suicidal folly.  I did not learn the worst until I went to the Council, or I would have turned the importunate fellow from the door this morning.  Tell the old man so, and add that Ernst Ortlieb will have nothing more to do with him.”

Here the deeply incensed father pointed to the door.

Els had listened with eyes dilating in horror.  The result surpassed her worst fears.

She had felt so secure in her innocence, and the countess had interceded for her so cleverly that, absorbed by anxieties concerning Eva, Cordula, and her mother, she had already half forgotten the disagreeable incident.

Yet, now that her fair name was dragged through the mire, she could scarcely be angry with those who pointed the finger of scorn at her; for faithlessness to a betrothed lover was an offence as great as infidelity to a husband.  Nay, her friends were more ready to condemn a girl who broke her vow than a wife who forgot her duty.