Here, then, was the explanation of their
postponed departure: he was held captive; this was the reason for
all his anxiety about selling the patent. He had to buy his
freedom. She was hardly in the street when an unpretending little
old woman stepped up to her, and asked timidly if this might be
Frau von Kas? Another bill, thought Fru Kaas, eyeing her closely.
She reminded one of a worn-out rose-bush with a few faded blossoms
on it: she seemed poor and inexperienced in all save humility.
"What do you want with me?" inquired Fru Kaas
sympathetically, resolved to pay the poor thing at once, whatever
it might be.
The little woman begged "Tausend Mal um Verzeihung,"
but she was "Einer Beamten-Wittwe" and had read in the paper that
the young Von Kas was leaving, and both she and her daughter were
in such despair that she had resolved to come to Frau von Kas, who
was the only one - and here she began to cry.
"What does your daughter want from me?" asked Fru
Kaas rather less gently.
"Ach! tausend Mal um Verzeihung gnadige Frau," her
daughter was married to Hofrath von Rathen - "ihrer grossen
Schonheit wegen" - ah, she was so unhappy, for Hofrath von Rathen
drank and was cruel to her. Herr von Kas had met her at the
artists' fete - "Und so wissen Sie zwei so junge, reizende Leute."
She looked up at Fru Kaas through her tears - looked up as though
from a rain-splashed cellar window; but Fru Kaas had reverted to
her abrupt manner, and as if from an upper storey the poor little
woman heard, "What does your daughter want with my son?"
"Tausend Mal um Verzeihung," but it had seemed to
them that her daughter might go with them to Norway, Norway was
such a free country. "Und die zwei Jungen haben sich so gern."
"Has he promised her this?" said Fru Kaas, with
haughty coldness.
"Nein, nein, nein," was the frightened reply. They
two, mother and daughter, had thought of it that day. They had read
in the paper that the young Von Kas was going away. "Herr Gott in
Himmel!" if her daughter could thus be rid at once of all her
troubles! Frau von Kas had not an idea of what a faithful soul,
what a tender wife her daughter was.
Fru Kaas crossed hastily over to the opposite
pavement. She did not go quite so fast as a person in chase of his
hat, but it seemed to the poor little creature, left in the lurch,
with folded hands and frightened eyes, that she had vanished faster
than her hopes. On the other side of the waystood a pretty young
flower-girl who was waiting for the elegant lady hurrying in her
direction. "Bitte, gnadige Frau." Here is another, thought the
hunted creature. She looked round for help, she flew up the street,
away, away - when another lady popped up right in front of her,
evidently trying to catch her eye. Fru Kaas dashed into the middle
of the street and took refuge in a carriage.
"Where to?" asked the driver.
This she had not stopped to consider, but
nevertheless answered boldly, "The Bavaria!"
In point of fact she had had an idea of seeing the
view of the city and its environs from "Bavaria's" lofty head
before leaving. There were a great many people there, but Fru
Kaas's turn to go up soon came; but just as she had reached the
head of the giantess and was going to look out, she heard a lady
whisper close behind her, "That is his mother." It was probable
that there were several mothers up there in "Bavaria's" head beside
Fru Kaas, nevertheless she gathered her skirts together and hurried
down again.
Rafael came home to dine with his mother; he was in
the highest spirits - he had sold his patent. But he found her
sitting in the farthest corner of the sofa, with her big binocular
glass in her hand. When he spoke to her she did not answer, but
turned the glass with the small end towards him; she wished him to
look as far off as possible.


CHAPTER 3
It was a bright
evening in the beginning of June that they disembarked from the
steamer, and at once left the town in the boat which was to take
them to Hellebergene. They did not know any of the boatmen,
although they were from the estate; the boat also was new.
But the islands among which they were soon rowing
were the old ones, which had long awaited them and seemed to have
swum out to meet them, and now to move one behind the other so that
the boat might pass between them. Neither mother nor son spoke to
the men, nor did they talk to each ether. In thus keeping silence
they entered into each other's feelings, for they were both
awestruck. It came upon them all at once. The bright evening light
over sea and islands, the aromatic fragrance from the land, - the
quick splash of a little coasting steamer as she passed them -
nothing could cheer them.
Their life lay there before them, bringing
responsibilities both old and new. How would all that they were
coming to look to them, and how far were they themselves now fitted
for it?
Now they had passed the narrow entrance of the bay,
and rounded the last point beneath the crags of Hellebergene. The
green expanse opened out before them, the buildings in its midst.
The hillsides had once been crowned and darkly clad with luxuriant
woods. Now they stood there denuded, shrunk, formless, spread over
with a light green growth leaving some parts bare. The lowlands, as
well as the hills which framed them, were shrunk and diminished,
not in extent but in appearance. They could nut persuade themselves
to look at it. They recalled it all as it had been and felt
themselves despoiled.
The buildings had been newly painted, but they
looked small by contrast with those which they had in their minds.
No one awaited them at the landing, but a few people stood about
near the gallery, looking embarrassed - or were they suspicious?
The travellers went into Fru Kaas's old rooms, both up stairs and
down. These were just as they had left them, but how faded and
wretched they looked! The table, which was laid for supper, was
loaded with coarse food like that at a farmer's wedding.
The old lime-trees were gone. Fru Kaas wept.
Suddenly she was reminded of something. "Let us go
across to the other wing," she said this as if there they would
find what was wanting.
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