The Northern Light by E. Werner
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as for the rest, the main point will be his own inclinations. What do
you think, Willibald?" The young heir, who had disposed of his ham and eggs by this time, and with undiminished appetite was now attacking the sausage, was evidently much astonished that his opinion had been asked. Such a thing had never happened before, and he was obliged to reflect deeply before he could answer at all. At length he reached a conclusion. "Yes, of course I must marry some time, but mamma will choose a wife for me when the right time comes." "She will indeed, my boy," assented his mother, warmly. "That is my affair, so you need not trouble your head about it, and until then you will remain here in Burgsdorf where I can have my eye upon you. As to the university and traveling, that matter is--settled." She threw a defiant glance at her brother, but he was gazing with a look of horror at the enormous sausage to which his nephew and ward was helping himself for the second time. "Have you always such a large appetite, Will?" he asked. "Always," Will assured him complacently, as he helped himself to a large slice of bread and butter. "No, we don't suffer thank God, with indigestion or any other stomach trouble," said the mistress of the house tartly, "but we earn our bread honestly here. First pray and work, then eat and drink, but what we do, we do thoroughly, and that keeps body and soul together. Just look at |
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