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went out are frightful to me. l have
taken I'D my domestic cross again
after all to carry it bit farther. /
cannot see the creature cry, though /
know perfectIv well that the exact
effect Of every ear is calculated, and
the remOrse meant to hoodwink me.
Elizabeth was heartily thankful
that the Iong-dreaded meeting had
passed so smoothly. She fastened to
distract his thoughts wholly from the
unfortunate by talking Of today
festivities, and, though somewhat
hastily and cursorily, Of Herr Won
WaIde's departure. She told him too
of Linke's lrightful end, which, how
ever did not surprise him, as he had
expected this denOuement
He accompanied Elizabeth to the
upper garden door
BE careful not to ring too loudly at
the portal" he said as they parted.
your mother had an attack Of her
migraine today and is in bed was
up there just now"
Elizabeth fastened up the noun
tain, greatly disturbed. She did not
need to ring Miss Mertens and Ernst
came toward her meeting her in the
clearing and reassuring her at once
The attack had passed and her
mother was sleeping, when the girl
stepped lightly to the bedside.
The twilight was already giving
Mo 40
est stiffness reigned in the cosy
home. The striking of the clocks had
been stopped. The leaves tapped
gently upon the panes, and not even
the buzzing of the imTertinent flies
was audible, for Ferber had thought
fully removed everything which
could disturb the sIumberer.
If Frau Ferber had been seated in
the armchair in one Of the recesses
of the living room between the pro
tecting curtains and the green wall
of tWigs before the window, upon
which the darkening evening sky
shOne down. the familiar corner
would this day have served as a con
fessiCnaaL Elizabeth kneeling upon
the footstool, her head lying upon her
mothers knee, would have opened
her heart to her mother. She now
withdrew the sweet secret into the
inneTmOst sanctuary of her soul. Who
knows whether she ever again found
courage to speak of what must, under
the circumstances, alarm her mother
h.,
daughter?
CHAPTER XVI.
The ruins of GnadeCk might we'll
listen in amazement to the strange
noise that had been resounding,
with Slight interruptions, since early
morning against their crooked walls.
1t sounded quite differently from the
destroying work of the rain floods or
SnOw-masses thawing in the summer.
Then the water softly dug out little
channels between the walls, and lifted
one granite block after another out
Of the saddle without the victimsr
knowing what was happening. The
block would gaze for a time, proud
and threatening out upon the world,
for its destruction was prepared as
silently as the overthrow OF any
princes faVOriCe, or a hated ministry.
Then came, at night, a mighty crash
ing, and the morning sun shOne upon
walls and floors it had never seen
before. There lay a considerable
piece of masonry, crushed and brok-
en- upon the pavement below, and all
day long, when the breeze blew, or a
birds wing grazed the place, crumbI
ing mortar and fine sand trickled IN
little streams out of the wound. But it
was not long before new young green
plants sprang from the rent and
years and years would pass away be-
fore the mischievOus gnawing of the
water beneath the deceitful green
cover had prepared another sacrifice
for the storms. 1t was a long, scarce
Iy perceptible, process Of death. The
ruins might be cOmfOrted like an in
valid suffering from some incurable
maIady, in spite of which he reaches
the age of the old people of the Old
Testament.
Today, however, it was human
hands that we've carrying Oh the
work of destruction. They disIodged
stone upon stone, incredibly quickly.
The jutty that had stretched its foot
SO bodily and kept watch for cent
uries before the wing, looked pitiable
enough. 1t had lost a considerable part