Barbara Blomberg — Volume 09 by Georg Ebers
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page 27 of 94 (28%)
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Had the father heard that she had discovered his abode, and did he wish
to remove it from the mother whom he hated? Was it being taken there merely that it might grow up a Castilian? Did Charles desire to rear it there to the grandeur and splendour for whose sake she had yielded him? Yet whatever was in view for John, he would be beyond her reach as soon as the ship to which he was being conveyed weighed anchor. But she would not, could not do without seeing him! The light of day would be darkened for her if she could no longer hope to gaze at least now and then into his blue eyes and to hear the sound of his clear, childish tones. "This too! this too!" she hissed, as if frantic; and as the guards forced her out of the procession she followed it farther and farther through the heat and dust, as though attracted by some magnetic power. Her feet moved involuntarily while her gaze rested on the litter, and she caught a glimpse sometimes of a golden curl, sometimes of a little hand, sometimes of the whole marvellously beautiful fair head. Not until the train stopped and the lords, ladies, and gentlemen who were escorting Philip turned their horses and left him did she recollect herself. To follow these horsemen, coaches, carts, litters, and pedestrians just as she was would have been madness. Her place was at home with her husband and children. Ten times she repeated this to herself and prepared to turn back; but the force which drew her to her |
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