Warren sheaf., 1899-12-07

thing every thing that you ought to
know
f'sIn the name Of heaven, Fraulein
Greta, what has happ pened q
DO you suspect nothing?
How should I ~
.'Y our brot ther he has not betrayed
our secret % sss3 s5s
ssIt concerns him? Fraulein Greta,
have you considered this step we'll?
Your father has always indulg ulged' you
your every wish is gratifiel eld. ". but re-
member that this involves the happi-
ness of a whole life"
80 my God, my God, do not say that!
I will explain every one shall know
I that the fault is mine, and not his.
'sBut I implore you to conside what
You are doing, AS soon as this stepi is
made public it becomes irretrievable.
Ny brother is so much younger than
you, but yesterday evening gave am-
pie proof Of his imma turity. Such a
step
""Of what do you speak? You GER
tainly are not in earnes est
sFraulein Greta, one does not jest at
time like this
She glanced at him and, in spite of
the tears that filed her. eyes, q mis-
chievous smile curved her lips.
ssBut allow me to finish. It is hard.
but / must confess-that that I
wrote that unfortunate comedy.
ssYou!''
eyes, I, and because you once said
that you detested literary women,I
begged your brother to lett appear in
his name. o, I was so silly. I thought
you would give it your heartiest approx
al, if you thought y our brother was the
auth Kurt was so proud of iit-and
IL was blind until last light, when
my eyes were opened, and my heart was
pierced at the sight of your pale face.
We'll, now you know the worst, and this
afternoon I am going to a reception,
where / can tell every one that am the
author Of the play. even though that
dear, lovely Kurt, in his boyish OBJ
stinacy, would listen to no reason, but
insisted upon bearing the burden Of
failure
The grave face of the Herr Assessor
grew radiant. Sud denly he seized her
hands:
so, how can thank you, how can /
thank you! What q heavy burden you
lift from my heart! Let the people
think what they will, if I but know
that my brot is not the author
You think the disgrace Of failure
less hard for me to bear ~ # Sss
You dear Fraulein Greta, you have
never stepped hey yond the well ll-g-uarded3
tranquility Of y our own family circle
what do you know Of t he world 2? The
ingenuousness which breathes through
your little play is only an added.
charm to a maiden of your years but
for a young man, it is quite the con-
trary."
And you do not quite detest me ?''
Because to the luxury which sur
rounds you, you would i, i 4 add sl the fame OF
dramatic authorship
And because I allowed your brother
oBassume the resi- possibility
He smiled. 8s
s'I believe at this instant you might
confess any fault to 1ne----I should be
able to find a good excuse for it. z
so, but it is all really your ia ultt, be-
cause I was 50 afraid Of your criticism,
that was Obliged to impose on you .
little. Stupid, WASH t it ~ ?' 81 sss
s 'Gret a.! sSss
A week later, Kurt Oral burg again
stood before the loo oking glass.
E.s Greta is right 4 do resemble hi M
he n1urnn,lfed ten years
4 will look just like him, and if she were
not now engag red to him, she would
then be undo doubte ly ii love with me.
Tha t55may as well be kens As a compli-
ment. One must learn the way S of q
woman yes: But exp erience makes
the l man e p J, and will soon prove to Greta
that his younge sbrot ther' IS d mai in in
deed e