Maezli eBook

Johanna Spyri
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 190 pages of information about Maezli.

That was too much for Maezli, and shouting vigorously, “They are two people, they are two people,” she ran away.

Leonore had related in the meantime how Maezli had proposed to visit the sick Castle-Steward and how she had at first been reluctant to go, till Maezli had made her feel that she was wrong.  She related everything that had happened and all the questions he had asked her.

“Just think, Aunt Maxa,” Leonore went on, “the gentleman knows our uncle in Spain.  He said that he had been there, too, and he knows that our uncle is old and ill and is living all by himself.  I wanted so much to find out where he was, and asked him to tell me, but he thought it would not help, as we couldn’t possibly go to him.  So I said that we might write, and just think, Aunt Maxa! at last he said he would ask your advice.”  Then Leonore gave her message.  “He did not say that the Castle-Steward, as he called himself to Maezli, sent the message, but told me that it was from the master of the castle, whom you knew a long time ago,” Leonore concluded.  “Oh, just think!  Aunt Maxa, we might find our uncle after all.  Oh, please help us, for I want so much to write to him.”

Mrs. Maxa had listened with ever-growing agitation, and she was so deeply affected that she could not say a word.  She could not express the thought which thrilled her so, because she did not know the Baron’s intentions.  Mea’s loud complaints at this moment conveniently hid her mother’s silence.

“Oh, Leonore,” she cried out, “if you go to Spain, we shan’t see each other again for the rest of our lives; then you will never, never come back here any more!”

“Do you really think so?” Leonore asked, much downcast.  She felt that it would be hard for her to choose in such a case, and she suddenly did not know if she really wanted to go to Spain.

“It is not very easy to make a trip to Spain, children,” said the mother, “and I am sure that it is not necessary to get excited about it.”

When Kurt, after the belated supper that night, renewed his examination about the single or the double Steward of Castle Wildenstein, their mother announced that bedtime had not only come for the little ones, but for all.  Soon after, the whole lively party was sleeping soundly and only the mother was still sitting in her room, sunk in deep meditation.  She had not been able to think over the Baron’s words till now and she wondered what hopes she might build upon them.  He might only want to talk over Leonore’s situation because he had realized how little she felt at home in Hanover.  But all this thinking led to nothing, and she knew that our good Lord in heaven, who opens doors which seem most tightly barred, had let it happen for a purpose.  She was so grateful that she would be able to see the person who, more than anyone else, held Leonore’s destiny in his hands.  Full of confidence in God, she hoped that the hand which had opened an impassable road would also lead an embittered heart back to himself, and by renewing in him the love of his fellowmen, bring about much happiness and joy.

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