The Man-Wolf and Other Tales by Erckmann-Chatrian
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"Go now, Gretchen," said the young countess, "and make haste."
The attendant went out, and I stood a few seconds under the influence of the charm of her manner. Odile turned round, and addressing me, "You see, sir," said she with a sad smile, "one may not indulge in grief without a pause; we must divide ourselves between our affection within and the world without." "True, madam," I replied; "souls of the highest order are for the common property and advantage of the unhappy--the lost wayfarer, the sick, the hungry poor--each has his claim for a share, for God has made them like the stars of heaven to give light and pleasure to all." The deep-fringed eyelids veiled the blue eyes for a moment, while Sperver pressed my hand. Presently she pursued-- "Ah, if you could but restore my father's health!" "As I have had the pleasure to inform you, madam, the crisis is past; the return must be anticipated, if possible." "Do you hope that it may?" "With God's help, madam, it is not impossible; I will think carefully over it." Odile, much moved, came with me to the door. Sperver and I crossed the |
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