The Northern Light by E. Werner
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easily ruled, but I should have obeyed you, perhaps you alone, of all
the world. But when Willibald Eschenhagen led me to the altar three months after your own marriage, the situation was reversed, and I took the reins in my own hands and began to govern, and have had plenty of practice since then. But let's not talk of that time so long gone by. I never have borne any grudge against you, you know that; we have always been friends in spite of everything, and if you want my assistance or advice now--here I am." She held out her hand and he placed his own in it. "I know it, Regine, but in this matter I can only help and advise myself. If you will send Hartmut to me now, I'll speak with him." Frau von Eschenhagen arose at once to fulfil his wish, but as she left the room she murmured half aloud: "If it be not already too late. She blinded the father and made him almost insane once; she has surely done as much for the son by this time." In about ten minutes Hartmut entered; he closed the door behind him, but remained standing near it. Falkenried turned to him. "Come near, Hartmut, I wish to speak with you." His son obeyed, but reluctantly. He knew already that Willibald had confessed, and that Regine had summoned his father at once, but, united to the shyness with which he always approached his father, there was to-day an obvious defiance, which did not escape the Major. He gave his handsome young son a long, gloomy look. |
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